Sometimes I am afraid.
I'm afraid that if I take the plunge I will never want to come back.
I'm afraid to die with regret that I never explored beyond normalcy. That I never took a chance, and was never adventurous.
I'm afraid of losing everything I hold dear for a mistake.
I'm afraid to step out of my comfort zone. Afraid to be wrong about myself. Afraid to be judged.
I'm afraid to risk the perfectly happy bubble I live in. Afraid to offset the balance and comfort I have created. Why seek something more if I am perfectly content as is? Why risk this pleasant life?