The realist in me

I'm restless... Can't focus, can't concentrate. The only thing that keeps playing in my mind is the trip I'm longing for. Haven't confirmed anything yet but planning as well as I can. Though exciting and intriguing, the realist side of me is making me worry... Can I afford it? Am I taking too much risk? Will I be safe?

Someone told me 2 days ago, "Be confident and everything will be fine." Am I just worrying myself sick? The words "Don't think too much"... I've heard lately a few times also. Am I too much a realist at times? Might be.

And so, I ask myself, "Will it all be worth it?". My heart skips... I KNOW it's gonna be worth it coz' I'm going to meet and be with the ones I hold so dear to me. Isn't this what I've been dreaming about all this while?

"Listen to your heart, girl"
Yeah, I should start listening more....let my heart's desire lead me to where I should be.