The Universe sometimes has a funny way of trying to get you to live your dreams. I guess it really depends on whatever it is that would get your attention. It’s a wake up call-life hitting you on the head telling you that it’s time to live. It’s only unfortunate that some people take things negatively. But who am I to judge? It’s their prerogative to see what they want-the way it’s my decision to see things the way I choose even if at times, they may seem unconventional.

Last Monday, I lost my job. It was like out of nowhere-a boulder suddenly fell on top of my head. I was stunned. I knew that something was going on with the company, but I thought the changes wouldn’t affect me. I was mistaken. Together with a certain percentage of employees, we would only work until the end of the month. Our employer would provide us with a compensation package for this unfortunate circumstance.

I was shocked but as it faded, I found that I wasn’t angry. I emailed my resumes to a couple of friends and head hunters. Other people would normally start looking for a new job immediately, but I wasn’t. I only did that for the sake of doing so. I was on a standstill. This was my wake up call. I’ve always set aside my dreams of becoming a writer because I was scared that I didn’t have the proper education to be one, that people might not like my work and that it was a huge financial risk. So for years, I hid behind the corporate wall-safe with my monthly income and other benefits.

I am absolutely terrified with the prospect of actually pursuing my dream. I’m frozen to the ground and I’m not ready to move just yet. I will budge eventually because there’s nothing worse than waking up 30 years filled with regret. I’m blessed and given the privilege of possessing will power. It’s up to me on whether I choose to use it wisely or not. I honestly don’t know what to do right now, but I’ll figure it out eventually. Time is moving so quickly and I’ve stalled for far too long. I can’t put my dreams on hold anymore. Good Lord…here we go…