Like I wrote in the previous log you never feel totally ready. There are still outstanding things on the list of work. And you have to leave anyway. Or you never will.

How to trust your dream and cast off. In the quiet moments, maybe under a starry night, you ask yourself, ‘What do I want to do?’ And things pop into your brain. Huge things. Frivolous things. Ambitious. Selfish. And we start to analyse. Is it realistic? Is it worthy? I it meaningful? Is it nonsense?