Career Move Dilemma: Comfortable or Lazy?

I go through the same routine week to week. Work.. work..work... lounge..work... relax... party... drink....work. I graduated from school and still have yet to get a better job. The job I have now isn't the greatest. Sometimes it boring and other times it can stress me out. But I don't blame anyone for my laziness. I'm comfortable. Being comfortable is a dangerous thing. I'm the kind of person that takes action when there is no other choice. Its like I keep saying I'm going to leave and search for something better. But instead of inviting change in, I lock it out. Thousands of dollars spent on school and I worked my butt off for that money. I don't know what I'm scared of. I love writing and eating. I also love interacting with and talking to people. I love being active and making someone smile even if it's for a brief moment. But why cant I get out of this funk? Sometimes I think I need to just get up and quit so that I have no other choice. Not the smartest move, right? I feel deep down that the perfect job is out there for me but it isn't going to find me I have to hunt it down. Every time I get to an application online I make excuses. My resume needs to be updated and revamped. I need a cover letter. Are they ever going to get my application? I'm just one in millions of people looking for a job. What are the odds that they'll choose me. I know its excuse after excuse. But I have to put myself out there. Show the world who Anya is...... But maybe I'm not ready for them to see me yet.

Laziness..

I've been pretty lazy these past few months. I'm just taking everything in. Whats so wrong with taking some time to enjoy the accomplishments in my life. I graduated in May, Sianara Bklyn College. Konnichiwa real world. Everybody is asking what do you want to do next? Have you been looking for a new job? And as messed up as it is I haven't really started. I'm in a dangerous place now. I'm just do damn comfortable. Everything is good. Good not great and I'm lazy. For the first time today I realized that I'm scared of success. It sounds stupid right? I think so. But I'm scared of change and what new things will bring, the good and the bad. I haven't been able to make the first step. It's funny. I feel positive like everything will work out for me eventually but I haven't made the first move. My passion is writing. So I should be writing everyday. I don't. I want to be a food critique and I'm not sure how to do that. There's no school for that. Just classes. Very expensive classes that meet once a week. I'm getting there. Slowly but surely.