I used to think I preferred slow, gradual change — small shifts that would ease me into whatever new experience sat on the horizon. Truth is, I love a good plan. I like to know what I'll be doing today, this week, and across the next five years, so I've always liked to move cautiously, step by step.
... And then I realized that this has never actually been what works best for me.
I chose which college I'd go to at the last second. On a whim, Radley decided to move to Chicago with me. When it was time to move to San Francisco, we signed for the first apartment we visited. I bought the first wedding dress I tried on. We made an offer on the first house we came across.
So, you know, maybe I'm a bit more impulsive than I once thought. And it's not that I don't think things through — trust me, I do, exhaustively so — but maybe diving in really is the best option every once in a while. Maybe when you don't give yourself the space to waver and second guess, when you don't dither and falter and give fear the room to breathe, you actually learn to trust yourself.
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