as i cried, the weight lifted.

yesterday i left a job 

i hated.

i said goodbye to a place

i felt unappreciated.

i emptied drawers

that had been collecting self-doubt.

i turned in my key

and cashed in unused vacation days.

i got in my car,

rolled down the windows, 

blasted this song on repeat

and cried the whole way home.

i cried because i did it.

i took a stand

and finally said "enough!"

i cried because i realized

 it's okay.

it's okay to quit something that destroys you.

it's okay to be proud of yourself for quitting.

it's okay to be free.

it's okay to be appreciated.

it's okay to take time and figure life out.

it's.o.kay.

and for the first time in six months,

my traditional after-work-tears were happy.

my soul smiled 

and i felt free.

this is me, telling it on the mountain.

free at last.

free at last.

thank god almighty,

we are free at last!

in other news,

i reached the end of my paper chain

and am currently

life.is.good.

attn: sandy

putting in a real two weeks notice

is nothing like your two weeks notice.

let's not give girls unrealistic ideas

of the real world,

mmmmkay?

real life has less fancy gala's,

stapler wars and hugh grant

and more sweaty palms,

queasy stomachs

and avoiding explaining why.

"personal reasons"

is really just code for,

"because i hate you mr. bossman.

 i hate you like woah

and i'm not letting you tear me down

anymore.

so put that in your pipe and smoke it!"

two weeks and counting.

i think i'll make a paper chain.