I stay too long. Jobs, places, relationships…. This is kinda funny because I am always on the go. I moved many many times as a kid – new states, new houses, new schools, goodbye old friends, hello new friends. It’s easy for me to pick up and go. I thrive on change. I say yes to new adventures without consideration. I sometimes disappear on my friends and family, because the effort of keeping up, of sharing, of scheduling time to talk becomes too great. I love them all deeply and they know it (I hope), but anything that hints of a day to day obligation drags me down. I am there even when I am not. My family and best friends – scattered across the globe – accept me as I am and, for this, I am forever grateful. So why have I stayed in relationships or in jobs that begin to carry a burden? Why have I let them go on and on? Is it my endless optimism and the belief that the best is yet to come; hence, things can only improve? Is it the fear of starting over – of initiating the change rather than it being foisted upon me or offered as a viable option? Anyway, no more. I’m a bird. I will be guided by my own initiative. I will break the bonds of fear or lethargy or whatever it is and just be.