That Work Thing: I Can Leave

I can leave anytime I want.

This second.  In the next hour. 

Tomorrow. 

Next week.

Whenever I damn well chose to.

I used to think I couldn’t.  I had to retire from here.  That I had too much vacation too lose.  That I couldn’t start over at 59 years old.

But you know what?

I can leave. 

I’ll have to figure out vacation.

I can start over at 59.

I realized this today.

How freeing this is!

I used to think I didn’t want to leave the people I’ve worked with for forever.  That I would cry for days.

But you know what?

I don’t care.

Fuck that.

I’ve been loyal to them for to long.

It’s time for me.

It’s time for me to let my light shine.  To show who I really am.  How smart I am and that I am capable of so much more than I’ve led on.

I want to start living for me.

Is this selfish?

You know what? 

I don’t care.

It’s about time I become selfish and care about about myself.

What I want.  What I need.

If I don’t no one else is going to.

Freedom.

I’ve been wanting to get that tattooed on my arm but didn’t know why.

Now I do.

I can leave and give myself freedom.

I can leave.

What a beautiful thought.