Recipe for a U-Haul

How does that old saying go?

A man of many talents is a master of none?

I like to think that a man of many talents has the opportunity to master them all. That is my attitude towards life if I am being completely candid, I also like to call it my "How hard could it be?" Gene. This is the trope that has gotten me into all sorts of trouble; but has also landed me at the doorstep of some incredible opportunities, and.... I stand by it.

Due to my indecisive nature and lack of planning ability, I find that more often than not, the only way I can commit to something is if I don't think about it at all, and just act. This was the case all throughout primary school, high school, and, my working life. For example, my transition from primary school to high school seemed fairly mapped out, I was to follow my three older siblings into the local public school in our seaside suburban town and complete my marine studies. However, right before graduation, our school received a visit from another local high school, which was offering sporting scholarships. I had to choose between following my siblings and doing something I know, or, go to a completely new school with people I don't know, and, do sports that I have never played before. Of course, I chose the latter, because how hard could it be? Another example of this comes from my early high school days where I entered a writing and marketing competition for my local community, that had a hefty $1500 cash prize for the winning proposal. Of course I entered despite the fact that I had to present my proposal and do a speech for the town council on two seperate occasions, even though I knew absolutely nothing about marketing, business or working with communities. Why? Because how hard could it be?

I could list one hundred examples of this trait of mine, doing its absolute worst. Like the time I moved out of home on a whim when I was 21, because I didn't feel like driving an hour to work every day, or the time I applied for a car loan because I wanted to drive in a comfortable car that cost more than $4000 and because how hard could it be? (The answer to that one is; its pretty hard and you should probably think about that one before committing to it).

This brings me to where I am now.

I am sitting at a cafe in Melbourne after uprooting my whole life and starting again in a new city. I packed up my things, fuelled up my car and I drove three and a half thousand kilometres from my home town in Perth to chase my dream of becoming a writer, because how hard could it be?

I Have secured a Job in administration, rented a tiny apartment outside of St Kilda, and I have applied for every university in the Melbourne metro area; and even with all of the stress of moving across the country and starting again with nearly no money to my name, I have never been happier. Now that I have slammed the accelerator down and have made the move towards the rest of my life, I can see how empty it was before. Life without purpose, whatever it may be, is no life at all. Simply, existence... and that was what I was doing until now, just existing.

When I was learning how to drive a car for the first time, my mother always reminded me that on a busy road, "Hesitaters lose". Her intention was to remind me not to stop in the middle of the road whenever I am nervous as to avoid accidents, but I took it on board for the rest of my life, and I for one, will never hesitate again.

So this is my way of giving you permission, reader, to stop hesitating on your own dreams. U-Haul your life and go and get what you want. Apply for that job, tell that person you love them, move to a different country, start a new business; because honestly, how hard could it be?