Dad was right, I didn't sleep much last night. The impact of last night's message is setting in, and the flurry of activity it generated is coming to fruition. Things have kicked into high gear in the household and for some insane reason, I feel like taking five minutes by myself and just banging my head against the wall. I don't know why. Maybe it's to try to wake myself up to make sure this isn't a dream, maybe it's to bring some reality to this sudden dose of insanity as pleasurable as the end result of said insanity will be.

For once, I actually am having problems putting my feelings into words. While this is something that I absolutely want to do and have no reservations about moving to Los Angeles for this job whatsoever, I'm just a little apprehensive of what the future has to hold. I'm leaving behind everything familiar to me and basically saying goodbye to the life I led for the past 25 years. But as Bill said a while back in one of my comment sections, your soul can subsist on bread & butter but sometimes you just need that chocolate cake. I'll gladly take the trade-off of this anxiety and the extra work of starting over for the payoff of doing something I love and being happy over the safety of staying in New England and doing something with my life that I wasn't ecstatic about.

And now, I can finally quote the song for the third time here, and have it truly mean literally what the lyrics say without posing it as a question or using them ironically:

I get the feeling it's a new day
Sun is rising
I get the feeling everything is gonna change.
-- Grand Theft Audio, "As Good As It Gets"