Cold Feet for Adventure

I am having slight anxiety.
I found myself seriously considering moving to Bend. No, in fact, I am planning on moving to Bend.
In fact, I am going to Bend next week to figure things out.

But tonight, a part of me is asking, "What the hell are you thinking? You want to move to the middle of nowhere?? Do you know how crazy that is??"
That part of me is freaking me out.
Departing from the city ... what effect will it have on me? What will happen?
Will I like it? Or will it be a huge mistake, and I will end up hating it?
I cannot believe that I am leaving all that I know to be real for something that I have no idea about, something completely new, something I have never ever tried before just on a leap of faith that it will be good for me.

Some might say, "Well, really, how is it any different from going to college? You left home to go to Eugene ... THAT'S pretty much in the middle of nowhere."
But I guess I felt better then because I wasn't alone.

Now, I'm on my own journey. But maybe I've always been going on my own journey, but never realized it. I realize it now though.