"A man dives into a burning building to save a child."
"A woman stands up against her abusive partner."
"A soldier steps out onto a battlefield."
All things that can be deemed as "acts of bravery". I have another one to add to the list that might not seem quite as intense or dangerous, but in my eyes, it's almost as scary.
"Two nineteen year old girls move across the entire country away from family and most friends to live where they have no job or financial security."
Agreed? Maybe not to the same degree as the first three, but I think you'll be able to see where I'm coming from here. The courage that it takes to step into the unknown and truly risk yourself is universal, across many plains. You don't have to be risking health or safety, or even standing up against another physical force. I believe that a form of courage comes from testing your abilities where failure is a huge possibility as an outcome. Failure. Such a word. It automatically makes me think about high school tests and game shows. To fail might be simply not to meet a standard that you set out for yourself or not reaching a deadline for a personal goal. Failure is so broad and we constantly set ourselves hoops to jump through; no wonder we "fail" at so many things. The reasons for potential failure in Melbourne linger around motivation and opportunity. The motivation could be killed easily with knockbacks, but this motivation is in direct relation to opportunity. Through opportunity comes motivation; the will to do better for something presented to us. The dealbreaker here is the aforementioned relation. If there are no opportunities discovered or presented, how are we to find the motivation to carry on. What opportunities I hear your minds whisper? Job opportunities. My moving buddy has a certain tenseness and stress in mind when it comes to talks of careers in Melbourne. Not that she's against working there by any means, it's more so the lack of direction and knowledge when it comes to actual workplaces. This is most likely a common dilemma for say...a student fresh out of uni. We, on the other hand, simply just have no clue what to do. Maybe just a job in retail, or bartending. We haven't looked into any Melbourne workplaces yet, but even then, how long are we to be stuck in a job that won't be beneficial to our chosen interests? I understand that people don't just walk into media offices and film sets straight out, but should we try to obtain something worthwhile whilst so inexperienced?
My answer is yes. I would like to try anyway. Personally, I want to get into it. I want to be in it right now. Dive head first. Whether or not I'll be able to find something like this that pays the bills and feeds the mind is another question. In the end, we're still leaving everything we've ever had behind. Our safety blankets will turn into handkerchiefs that we'll stuff up our sleeves, not to be seen or felt. I think we have courage.
I'd like to write now about something completely different. Well, not entirely different, but something that I've felt a lot of lately that I'm going to attempt to express here.
Little things go a long way sometimes. An arm around a shoulder. A short text. Even just a smile. Something that lets the other person know they're there, for any reason or purpose.
Often I'll think about how lucky I am to have the people that I do. A few stand closer to my heart than others, but that's bound to happen. Sometimes I think they'll never truly know how much they mean to me.
Very few have honestly seen all of my sides and edges. All except one. That one is special. They know it too. Hopefully. I can't quite explain the friendship that we have, but it's something that will stand through anything.
Each time I think about our lives together, all I can think of is possibility. Excitement. Travel. Fun. Closeness. Some friendships were made to run wild, crossing over into the other one's pathway and taking control every now and then. These friendships are amazing. This is us.
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