Taking off, a prologue if you will.

How do I take off? Planes turn on their engines, taxi to the run way, and then after getting up to speed, a lot of technical stuff happens and BOOM, a huge piece of metal is in the air. How do I even turn on my "engine?" How can I conceive a take off? I think this is it. I think that starting to write my life is a start. A beginning. Short. Simple. Sweet. A prologue to what is to come.

My life has been easy compared to most. I have been provided for. I have had bills paid for. I have never been hungry, I have never been with-out. I have been loved.

While those around me have held me up, I have held myself back. I have kept myself sheltered. I have been afraid most of my life to go beyond my comfort zone and succeed.

Now, how do I go about that? I guess it is time to be a little bit brave.

I am scared.