Oh man. I don't even know where to start. Let me just say that the whirlwind that has windswept my life for the past few weeks is wonderful. My hair might be a little more tangled than usual, but I feel exhilarated, as if I have just stepped off a roller coaster. Actually, I am at that point where the car has just crept over the edge and has started to pummel towards the ground at what seems like deadly speed. My impulse is always to lean back in my seat, as if the car might slow down to a slightly less terrifying pace, but then there is always a moment where I realize that the thought is completely ridiculous and that the car is only going to go faster as the ride continues. So I give in and lean forward, thrilling in the speed and laughing as I get turned upside down and all around, my direction completely out of my control.
Since I quit my job, I have experienced much of that same mixture of fear and excitement, not sure what is going to happen but with an assuredness in the back of my mind that somehow everything will be okay. The ride will end. I will be in one piece. And I will probably want to do it all over again. It is all far too much to explain in one blog post, so I'll do my best to split it all up in some way that makes sense.