I'm scared of moving. It's not about leaving Seattle, I don't miss Seattle.
But I'm starting over, and I feel alone right now, floating on an island in space, just me... with nothing solid beneath my feet. I am scared that the entire world is just going to hurt me. I'm going to really try for my dreams, and I'm so terrified that they are all going to fail and no one is going to like me. There's no excuses where I'm going. I know what I'm going there for. I am going to follow my calling. But what if my calling doesn't like me?