i am ready to quit my job, and for the first time i join the ranks of the generally unsatisfied and disenfranchised.

i'm not quitting actually; i'm changing, and that is natural. when i cooked the idea up in my head, i was not sure of it at all. i thought i was stuck in my little rut, marching my way through life. now i know i can hope for better; i know there is more.

so when i walk through the doors for the next couple weeks i'll walk with a smile on my face and a bounce in my step because i know it will pass.

for the first time in four years, i am free again. i can be free.

.jrs.