Jobless - Day 7

Day 7
November 10

Miles: .95
Steps: 2,210

I should be applying for jobs. Instead I'm sifting through records at an antique store.

I know I should be more stressed but I'm just not.

As I texted a friend earlier today, "I'm kind of still recovering from Charleston. I never thought I would enjoy this feeling. But it's amazing."

Her reply, "You needed to decompress."

I really did. 

I know what you're thinking, "But Charleston is such a beautiful place!" 

It is. 

It really is. 

However, it was not the place for me. 

And that's OK. 

Yes, it's OK.

If you are from Charleston and you are reading this, please don't take offense. As, much as it's OK for you to love it there, it's OK for me to not. It's not about you so don't take it personally. It's about me. It's about me finding my place in the world. It's about me finding my happiness. It's about me. Not you.

Again, I must stress, it's about me. Not you.