A leap and a 150-mile drive of faith....

By this time Wednesday, I'll be loading up my car with all of my possessions and hitting the highway to jump-start my career and hopefully my life in a different locale. As much as I felt in limbo of living at home for two and a half months after my campus lease had ended, this level of uncertainty I'm facing is unrivaled by anything I've ever dealt with before. Not my first day at DSU, not my first plane ride, nothing. The only certainty is I am an employed sports writer. The rest remains to be seen.

I've always been the safe, or what some people prefer to call the scared one. I've rarely done anything in life that didn't include a guarantee or an assurance and if I couldn't get that, then I didn't follow through. Taking chances never was something I did, and the rare times I did, something always happened to steer me from taking chances again. However, I realize I can't run forever. At 26, I need to learn how to handle pressure, deal with drastic situations, form a plan to get out of said situations and learn from my mistakes. After all, that's what life is supposed to be about; live and learn, not live in fear.

The uncertainty I speak of in this case is finding a place to live within a week of getting down there, getting over the shock of getting a job two months after finishing school and getting down to business, and of course, being on my own. This particular area I'm moving to is a county that's about the same size as my hometown of Wilmington, Delaware, but drastically less black. Although DC is 55 miles away, I still have to adjust to my surroundings and wonder how to not cry myself to sleep from loneliness my first month there. Worries, worries and more worries.

Yet, I'm still going through with it all because I need to. I need to get out of my comfort zone so I can learn and a grow as a person, to see there's more to the world than the First State (and as small as that state is, there really is more to the world) and start the career that I've always wanted.

It's definitely a case of fear of the unknown with me. Like I said, if I couldn't at least have an idea of what would happen, I wouldn't do it. Now, I have to give things a shot. Otherwise I'll never advance myself, and I'll still be sitting at home wondering "what if?" And I've wondered long enough. Wish me luck, and hopefully I'll have some internet capabilities soon, wherever I end up living.