So I've officially quit my job as of last Friday. It actually doesn't feel much different, but I know that it's a big deal in terms of my environment. I keep having emotional swings where I feel sad and sometimes a bit guilty about doing what I'm doing; almost like it felt when I would sneak out of church to play video games at my friends house. I also wonder why I'm leaving my life in Portland when everything is going so well -- friends, sister, Sauvie island, Alberta Arts district, pets, house coming together, just found an awesome barber shop called Bishops. Of course, every time i start really thinking about all the possibilities of my life for the next year, I start to swing back to the upside. I know it will be a great thing.
Finally, the experience has begun. I leave for Dublin in one week.
