The First Day

Today is my last day at my job, but I'm trying not to think of it that way. From now on, today is "the first day". The first day of this new adventure, the first day of a new chapter in my life, in our life together.

A few weeks back, on a day when I was particularly stressed/panicked about this whole thing and the insecurity of leaving my job, my boss suggested I think of it as taking a sabbatical to work on my art.

So, I've decided that's exactly what I'm going to do.

I don't have a job to go into right away, so while I apply and wait for that next opportunity to come around, I'm going to do a few things that just aren't possible when one is taking the road more traveled.

I'm going to finally enroll in that photography class, and really try to learn more and improve my technique.

I'm going to get back into painting - it's been over a year since I've picked up a brush, and I'm itching to put color onto canvas again.

I'm going to finally make a portfolio website of my work.

I'm going to launch a new blog- but more on that later! (Don't worry, this one will still be around)

And finally, I'm going to enjoy each and every moment of free time that I will have, because who knows when it'll come around again? Even if I fill it up with activities and tasks of my own, it won't be on anyone else's clock, and I can interject it with all sorts of things that make me happy (like staying in pajamas all day and bingeing on turkish coffee).

I'm excited. I feel like I've crossed over from anxiety to excitement, finally, and I'm ready. I'm finally ready. Let's do this.