|Hanging around town|
|Delicious Daphne's. Starter Sampler: Fire Feta//Original Hummus// Guacamole|
|A small wave|
|I learned to surf below these cliffs|
|Another small wave|
|Mediterranean Salad with avocado on toast|
I always feel the most free this time of year, not that I haven't been feeling more free since I quit my previous job. It's been almost a year since that happened, and I can't believe how much happier I have become as a person since that change took place. How much more enriching my life is now that I have really put my energy into my passions. In leaving that job, I felt I was giving myself a big hug, allowing myself to embrace the things in life that were meant for me, rather than the ones that seemed forced upon me. By who? I don't really know. Not my parent's or Scott. Society? I doubt it. I think the coercion really came from me. I think I felt I had to keep that teaching job because it seemed appropriate. I liked it, don't get me wrong, but it wasn't the perfect fit and I felt unsatisfied knowing that; laying awake at night much more curious about other potential careers and roads for my wandering feet to explore. I felt like I was wearing clothes that didn't fit. I don't feel like that now.