This is the story of a middle-aged gal who up and quit her full-time job to find her bliss. I'm in search of the rug that really ties the room together. And perhaps my life, as well.
Friday, November 11, 2016
Jobless - Day 8
Day 8
November 11
Miles: 2
Steps: 5,036
Today I feel guilty.
I feel guilty for enjoying not working.
I feel guilty that people may think I'm a quitter.
I feel that people are judging me.
Why do I care, you ask?
Because the main reason I ever wanted to be successful was to show other people that I could be.
I'm constantly making sure everyone knows how smart I am... how good I am.
But I already know I'm good. So why am I trying so hard?
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