I am giddy with excitement.
I started this MA program in January strictly for work purposes.
It took about a week to realize I was miserable.
No time to breathe.
No interest in the subject matter.
I am stopping.
And I am thrilled.
I don't really like to quit things.
Especially when it's the "expected" and "right" thing.
But in reality it wasn't the right thing.
And the minute I decided to stop, after coming back from that gloriously relaxing week in the Bahamas, I felt 100x better.
I almost forget what it's like to have TIME.
What did I used to do on the weekends!?
I can read again! For pleasure!
I will organize the CRAP out of this apartment.
I will finish the decorating that screeched to a halt 5 months ago when classes started.
I will socialize.
I will take longer walks.
I will sit outside at the picnic table and read the 25 magazines that have accumulated over the months.
Oh goodness it will be glorious.
Sometimes quitting is the right thing.
{photo of a crazy double rainbow encircling the sun, spotted in the Bahamas}
I don't really like to quit things.
Especially when it's the "expected" and "right" thing.
But in reality it wasn't the right thing.
And the minute I decided to stop, after coming back from that gloriously relaxing week in the Bahamas, I felt 100x better.
I almost forget what it's like to have TIME.
What did I used to do on the weekends!?
I can read again! For pleasure!
I will organize the CRAP out of this apartment.
I will finish the decorating that screeched to a halt 5 months ago when classes started.
I will socialize.
I will take longer walks.
I will sit outside at the picnic table and read the 25 magazines that have accumulated over the months.
Oh goodness it will be glorious.
Sometimes quitting is the right thing.
{photo of a crazy double rainbow encircling the sun, spotted in the Bahamas}
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