You've got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your wings on the way down -
I thought this was quite inspiring. Never knowingly read a word of Ray Bradbury's while he was alive. Then suddenly the internet was a crawling mass of his wisdom once he'd carked it. As is often the way. Anyway, as someone pointed out, there aren't any cliffs in Belgium, get a grip. And as someone else (on the Dating Website) commented: It's not a terribly good quotation. I didn't enjoy his writing. So never expect others to share your feeling of inspiration.
I've jumped twice in my life, and built my wings on the way. The first time I was 24, had nowhere to live, no partner, and was pregnant. I won't try and pretend it was easy, but it worked out. The second time is now. Each day I'm slowly putting together some sort of way of flying. I'm a bit like the coot babies with their stumpy little fluffy wings that don't work properly yet.
My File has been sent to four employers now. And in two and a half weeks I start my French course. It is going to work out.