We're all at a crossroads, aren't we now?

[phayownicks]

In what could only be considered a radical move, I quit my job on January 14th aka my birthday. For some reason, I thought I'd be a bit more upset about it, but it hasn't phased me in the least. I've only told a few of my friends and that seems slightly odd of me. (sidenote: Mike, if you're reading this, I promise to call you quite soon) I'm not embarassed or ashamed of the fact that I quit my job because there are times in your life when you know it's time to move on. I had been feeling that since July and it finally landed on me like a quick stomach punch and well, I couldn't take it anymore.

I think the reason that I'm not readily fessing up to quitting has to do with the fact that to the casual observer, it would seem rash and not me seeing as how I quit without a plan of action. I have been mulling it over and putting out a lot of applications, still nothing has returned as aesthetically satisfying. Everyone has an opinion as to what I should do and where I should go, but I just haven't found my fit yet. It's a work in progress, but quite frankly I'm getting bored.

I didn't sleep last night, I'm having large fits of anxiety over this job thing. I'm trying to find my niche in this life of ours, but truly aren't we all?

Short entry today, I'm sure I'll put something largely philosophical up soon, pending a few things.