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Hit the road, Jack

The previous post was not titled in a moment of premonition.

But there has been a gap. A long pause between posts.

And my life.

January 2nd, 2014. Will I remember that day for the rest of my life? Probably not.

I've suffered my fair share of traumas and forgotten when they occurred, instead holding on to how they made me feel.

I'll probably remember the last 9 months as a benchmark for how I don't ever want to feel again.

It's a crazy world and people put themselves through crazy things for money.

I don't want to anymore.

Throughout the stress-filled days, empty nights and every frustration & rage-rich moment, I wondered when I'd say "Enough".

I did not reach breaking point.

This job, this place is not worth me even trying to push myself to that limit.

I simply chose to respect myself.

And quit.

Song for the moment: Satisfaction - The Rolling Stones

Comments

So it goes... said…
Been reading your blog the past couple of hours...good read. Also, good that you've managed to extricate yourself out of it all. Whatever it is you're up to next, know that it will be a big step up. This way or that.
14 November 2014 at 17:30
G said…
Big step forward would be nice. Hope I'll have more for you to read here soon.
16 November 2014 at 11:20
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