A little over a year ago I was sitting in my bathtub, writing a blurb about synchonicity and the piece ended with the lyrics from the Nickelback song, what are you waiting for?
I’ve been looking for signs, anything to clutch at that makes me 100% sure moving is the right thing and there haven’t been any. Sitting on the train this morning, nauseous at the idea of another day as a cog in the profit machine of corporate America, my playlist flipped to that song. I haven’t listened to it in months. And there it was.
Are you waiting for the right excuse?
Are you waiting for a sign to choose
While you’re waiting it’s the time you lose
What are you waiting for?
Don’t you wanna spread your wings and fly?
Don’t you wanna really live your life?
Don’t you wanna love before you die?
What are you waiting for?
Exactly that. Losing time waiting for a sign so I know it’s safe to choose.
So I walked to work, sat down and chose. I clicked submit on my visa app and have a biometric appointment on Friday. So now it’s down to:
Everybody’s gonna make mistakes
But everybody’s got a choice to make
Everybody needs a leap of faith
When are you taking yours?
So true to my usual gypsy style of decision-making, I’ve taken a step off a cliff into the void, trusting it to take me home. I’ll hit the ground or fly.
Let the games begin…
