When I awoke in the morning, the sun was not yet up. I laid there in the silence thinking about my surroundings and the leap of faith that brought me there. You see, before I left home I had something of a self-induced emotional crisis that nearly made me stay home. Again.
This is my 10-step routine to road tripping:
Step 1: Imagination is left unchecked, come up with a brilliant idea, get crazy excited.
Step 2: Start putting a plan to set off in motion.
Step 3: Allow a pinch of doubt to creep in, jussssst enough to make sure that I dot my I’s and cross my T’s.
Step 4: Open the floodgates of guilt and dash my plans against the rocks of uncertainty until I am paralyzed by inaction.
Step 5: Crush self under the weight of indecision.
Step 6: Come to the understanding that I am the worst human on Earth.
Step 7: Confirm with family 247 times that they really don’t mind if I leave.
Step 8: Abandon ship, I’ll just stay home. I have lots of cleaning to do.
Step 9: Go anyway.
Step 10: Wonder why I put myself through the torture.