Get cape. Wear cape. Fly.

You fear the unknown. True statement buddy. I was looking into schools to enroll into in San Diego. Researching the course work, I found myself a little timid at the idea of starting anew. It's a big city. It'll be a big school full of more people that I don't know. Is that really what I am afraid of? I have been to new places. I have been to "big" places. That's all part of the adjusting process. But then I thought about what would happen if I actually graduated. Then what? No more school?! That's a thing? Think I smell a problem here. I'm scared to have a real job with real responsibilities. All I have ever known thus far in life is being a student and have crappy part time labor jobs. I don't really know what it is to have "real responsibility" and actually make a living from it. Maybe that's why I joke about being a housewife and stay at home mom. Well, let's be honest. I'm not joking about that stuff. I'm tired of the crummy part time gigs, but I'm not confident enough for anything more. I'm scared to figure it out because it's new. It's all in a dark shady alley where I've never been. It's scary. I need some big girl panties....or a cape.