I've been spending a lot of time in my head lately. I think that happens when you're going through a major life adjustment. I have only 14 working days left at my day/night job in retail management. 14 days!
It's kind of amazing in a way. And scary as hell in another way.
Sometimes I feel like I'm in a Meg Ryan movie.
In You've Got Mail, Jean Stapleton's Birdie tells Kathleen,
"...You are daring to imagine that you could have a different life. Oh, I know it doesn’t feel like that. You feel like a big fat failure. But you’re not. You’re marching into the unknown, armed with … nothing.”
Well, I don't know that I'm armed with nothing--I'm getting a good severance, unemployment right off the bat, and I'm going to finish the 8th version of Bix, send it back to the interested agent, and begin my CampNaNo novel.
But I do feel a bit like I'm marching into the great unknown. And I'm kind of excited about it. I'm excited about enjoying the summer. I'm excited about writing every day. I'm excited about weeding my garden and mowing my lawn.
This is the other quote I've been thinking about lately. Although it's not that I want to spend the rest of my life with someone--already decided that about 30 years ago--but I have decided what I don't want to spend the rest of my life doing--and I can't wait for my newest adventure to begin.