I am going outside my comfort zone.
But until today, I thought I was going with courage.
What is courage? To go when you are afraid. But, until now, I believed I was not afraid at all.
Now, I am having last minute jitters. Last minute thoughts. Am I crazy? Where do I go? Why do I do it? Tomorrow, the first course begins. Should I go? Why did I decided to go?
So, now I am couragous, but I do not feel at all as it.
I feel like hiding under my bed.