We really didn’t have enough money, enough people, or enough time for our road trip. I almost called it off when I originally started planning it. But there will never be a good time to travel the country for four weeks, just like there will never be a good time to quit your job, read that book, or join a gym. You will probably never have enough money, time, connections, willpower, whatever—to feel ready to make a dream happen. And this is the lesson I learned: eventually you have to stop giving yourself excuses and make the jump.
my anxiety (probably) can’t kill me but it sure feels like it can
how to swim in your ideas without drowning in them: the dreamer’s handbook
"Literature is the most agreeable way of ignoring life."
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
"One day I just woke up and realized that I can’t touch yesterday. So why the heck was I letting it touch me?"