[vingt deux] freedom smells like fresh wind before a strom

I made a rather big decision this weekend - after two years and some odd months, I decided to leave my barista job at Starbucks, to focus on my health, my relationships, my studies and my just-starting career.

I've been completely exhausted, worn-out, from doing too much. I keep losing weight and falling sick. I still have the worst temper, misplaced my patience and my sense of humour, and get daily headaches and stomach cramps.

I think with this weight off my back, though, I can finally start getting better. I can afford it, I've got money put aside, and scholarships. If I'm too bored/better/need money by fall, I can find something else; and since I gave a two-weeks notice (last shift on the 14th), offered to train the new barista they'll hire to replace me... I think I could even come back, if I really wanted to.

I haven't thought about it yet. What I'm thinking about right now is organizing the vacation I didn't think I'd get to have!

Feels good, guys. Feels good. :)