Someone told me last night that I ought to apply for jobs in Shelton and Lacey, because I will never be hired in NYC and if I do move I will have no funds and end up being miserable.
For one moment I was angry–how dare they belittle me, doubt me, and basically say that I am worthless?
Then, that moment was over, and all I felt was a tiny sadness for them.
I am aware of the logistics, I am aware of all of the hard, hard work I will be doing.
I am also aware that I am extremely intelligent, that I have already begun taking the necessary steps, and that I am destined to be in NYC for a time at least.
The only sadness left over was for this person’s inability to dream.
I want to have several thousands saved up (I need to have several thousands saved up) and am already well on the way.
It is also extremely difficult, but I am trying to secure employment before I move.
I am applying now.
I am saving now.
I am going.
I love graphs and charts, so I have made one to represent my NYC savings.
That’s about all I can do.
Once I arrive all of that will probably go out the window.
But it is what I can do now.
So, naysayers, what does it hurt to just let me drift along in my dreamy/practically-prepared bubble?
Where’s the harm in believing?