Head Trip

Right now all I want is to get out of my own head. I want the voices to be silent…or at the very least, tone it down, a bit.
I moved to Los Angeles 13 years ago today. 
I have no idea where the years have gone. 
Looking back, it was a move made in desperation that has proven to be the best decision I could have made. It was a move that I did not think through or plan. 
I have been able to weather a few storms. I have the love of family and friends to thank for that. 
But, for me, it seems moving up is directly related to moving out. 
Moving out of my comfort zone. 
At a time in my life when so much seems to be going my way, when I ought to feel most secure, voices are telling me, warning me, to get out. 
A promotion and a raise have come with a heaping spoonful of wtf.
I am, by nature, a cautious person. However, I’m not practical in my decision-making.
I am a Cancer.
I read somewhere about how Cancers move through life like crabs on the beach.
Sideways.
They never move head first toward the thing they most desire. They move around it and they move by it. But all the while getting closer and closer to it. 
That is definitely a trait I demonstrate.
I don’t know if crabs on the beach hear voices but it doesn’t matter.
The voices warn me to not be taken in by shiny objects in the sand. 
I must follow my heart and not lose my head.
Shiny objects be damned.


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