Life doesn't just fall into place? Oh.

I know where I want to be, but I’m not sure I’ll like it when I get there. Plus there’s the whole getting there – take the long route struggling on the outside, or the fast route through the grueling and humiliating inside. Or worse, apply for the inside, fail, and get stuck on the outside anyway. My only consolation is that I never expected to be happy on the outside, so at least disappointment is minimal. If I go inside, where I (in theory) want to be, and I’m not happy, what then?