Friday, 17 July 2015

Tipping Point

It's a weird feeling.

Ever since I went and sat for the IELTS test, applied for the visa and had it granted and talked about it endlessly in preparation for our move to Australia -- it still doesn't feel real.

There seems to be a safety line holding us back, allowing us to change our minds even at the last minute and carry on as if nothing has changed. We could drop all our plans and stay on in Singapore - just tell everyone that we got cold feet.

That safety line is my job.
Staying on means a steady income - allowing me to exist in a state of mind when most things seem possible.

Well, that line is about to be cut. Once that happens, there'll be no looking back. We'd have crossed the tipping point. We'd be committed to the move and whatever changes it might wrought. It's a scary thought.

Why is it scary? Because Singaporeans spend much of their lives building up pillars of certainty. We are constantly reminded from a very young age that we need to study, to do well in our studies so that we can get into the schools of choice, so that we can land the careers that matter, so that we can earn the money that will see us through life, so that we can pass on that same well-trodden path to our young.

Resigning means there's now a huge gap in that well-planned out path. There's no job with no pay. Does that mean the rest of the path falls into disarray?

No.
I think it just means that it is up to us to find a new path.
It is up to us to explore, seek out the wonders and pitfalls and go wherever the path might lead.



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