For the record, if you ever find yourself wondering if it’s worth the risk and effort to train and prepare and risk everything to do something you think you might love to do, it absolutely is. You can quote me on that.
Anyway. This whole seismic shift in my life is having a strange impact on my emotions. Just now, I was watching Queer Eye. They were making over this dad who had adopted half a dozen kids or so, all from different ethnic backgrounds. One of the kids was saying how he and Dad are always saying that they love each other. And the kids were so sweet, and the wife was so supportive… I just started to weep.
I don’t know. I feel good. I feel alive. I’m just not used to feeling this much. It’s like I’ve been in prison all these years, and I am finally myself for the first time ever.