I am dislocated, cut adrift from what I knew before. This is what I wanted. So I have no-one to else to blame.
Not that blame is warranted. I wanted to kill my comfort zone. Today, with some violence, I did just that. I don’t yet know how I feel about it.
All I do know is that no progress comes about by doing the same thing time and again. That the definition of insanity is repeating the same mistakes and hoping for a different result.
Today I quietly changed the course of my life for good. There are huge opportunities for me ahead. Where I’m going is different to where I came from.
Where I’m headed is good.