Fragile Dreams

I've always thought
that I would love to live by the sea
To travel the world alone
and live my life more simply
I have no idea what's happened to that dream
Cos there's really nothing left here to stop me
It's just a thought, only a thought
- Life for Rent by Dido

I haven't allowed myself to think about Dirigo much, keeping it in the back of my mind. This seems like it has such a slim chance of happening that it could be another of my many fantasies that are so far fetched I could never make them happen.

Anyway, I think about my dreams a lot, imagining every possibility until they wear out and grow old, crumbling to a memory that I remember fondly now and then but no longer cherish. But the thing is, I don't know if I could possibly imagine what it would be like to fly (I've never been on a plane) to California (never been outside of the eastern time zone) and sail aboard a small tall ship for six months--or however long it would take--when I've never been away from home for more than...a week.

See why I'm somewhat terrified of going? But the possibilities! I feel like I could expand and grow so much and become more confidant in a lot of things.