It’s been a while since my last post. Two months, in fact. (Sorry, Andy.)
But I haven’t resting on my laurels, licking my wounds, thinking woe is me. I’ve been taking action, and making decisions, and damn it feels good.
Two months ago, I applied to volunteer at KOTO in Hanoi, Vietnam. Within a week, I had my response. They wanted me. To say it was one of the happiest pieces of news I’d received in a long time is an understatement. I was thrilled, ecstatic, excited. I start there on 1 December, and I’ll be there for at least three months.
I say at least three months, because I can easily stay longer. I don’t have to hurry back, and I didn’t want to.
So I’ve quit my job. And I couldn’t be happier.
(And by quit, I mean I’m being paid out. It’s not a lot of money, but it means I have a safety net until I see what pops up on my horizon.)
I have less than a month left in the public sector, and I’m looking forward to what the next chapter of my life will bring. I have no idea, but I find the uncertainty strangely comforting. I’m in love with the idea of being free.
I know that I don’t want to have a permanent job again, ever. I know that I can make money with my writing and my publishing and my photography. I know that I am skilled and experienced. I know that my tribe is out there.
And I’m going out into the world to find them.
Andy spends his time away from the computer cycling or hiking up mountains or catching a wave on his SUP.