It would be difficult to recount the series of events that led to this point, and even more complicated to adequately explain my strategic plan from here forward, but I'm not necessarily plunging from a cliff here. I've lined up at least a decent steady stream of income and I will be moving forward as a full-time blogger/online journalist.
I'm not nervous. I'm not scared. I've been waiting for this -- fantasizing about it -- since my days as a newspaper journalist (or, even more accurately, since my senior of college), and now I will finally be able to play out at least some version of that dream.
Weirdly enough, nearly everyone I've spoken to about this decision has been behind me. I've met virtually no challenges to my sanity, no doubts to my ability to move forward with this. Even my parents seemed to jump behind me with uncanny speed, something that would have been unheard of a year ago.
I think it's because we all understand what's going to happen here. We've all seen my ability. We know what I'm capable of. We have few doubts.
I just hope we're right.