Everyone has a moment of clarity. Mine was the realisation that I wasn't where I was meant to be. So I resolved to do something about it.
I decided I needed to quit my job, leave the glamourous European city I had called home over the last decade and tearfully say goodbye to all the good friends I'd made in the process. And somehow I managed to do all of that in a couple of months. I left behind my life in Europe and moved back to my hometown in North America. The first step to getting where I am meant to be.
The thing is though, I'm 30+ years old and in order to take the next step and realise my dream, I've just had to do the unthinkable: