Let's do it.

Why not? I can always find another job, and by the time I leave here, I'll have some experience behind me. No, it won't be much experience, and yes, I'll have to get more before I can really move "up" in the world. I want to travel. Some call that short-sighted or ignorant, but I don't see it that way. I see this as an opportunity. I have no one to cling to, no debts to pay, and a lease that's up in June. I have the chance to learn a lot at work during the next few months, and I can take that with me.

I'm free.

But, leaving the security of my upbringing is scary. It's not just a passing thought; it's the idea that I'm voluntarily leaving everything I know for everything I don't. Mark told me a few days ago that the first part is a bit rough, but that he thinks I'll be just fine. Thanks, Lauren, for telling me that movie line, "Don't worry about 'Supposed to'." Scott's been a big help here, too. His constant pestering about plane tickets has been great, and his reasoning is blunt and makes sense.

The current plan is to purchase my ticket in March, just after my 90 day review at work. If that review goes well (I still have a job), then I'll buy a ticket for September. If that review does not go well, I'll buy a ticket for the earliest cheap ticket.