This conversation with my brother is nothing new. We have been talking about it for a year already, me living abroad, working, and finally stepping into the version of myself I keep imagining. I kept asking the universe for signs, secretly hoping it would say no so I could stay where it feels safe. But every time, the answer felt like a consistent go.

Tonight something in me shifted. I actually want this. Maybe because the fear no longer feels like a warning. It now feels like a sign that I am moving toward something bigger.

Now I am wide awake and my stomach is suddenly rambling. I cannot tell if it is nervousness or the food that is now on my list of things I should not be eating. Honestly, it could be both.

Either way, the decision feels real now. Not a dream, not a maybe, but a path I am finally ready to take.

But for now, let me sleep. 💤