So the last month has seen me going through the de-cubification process. Life without a cube has proved itself to be more worthwhile than I had imagined to be honest. How quickly it all just washes away.
What the hell am I babbling about? At this point if it doesn't ring a bell the rest of this rant may just bore you. Otherwise read on.....
So Jan 12 was my last official day with my name velcroed outside an office cube wall (note: is that really a verb -- "velcroed"??). After ten and a half years of (at times) enjoying and (at times) enduring life at Intel, I finally decided to quit.
It has been a long time coming but finally in early December i got up off my arse and made it official.
I needed a change. new adventures. New aspects. New challenges. You know what I mean (especially now that you have made the commitment to reading this diatribe).
I needed to feel what else life has to offer.
"We stand here confronted by insurmountable opportunities" (thanks Pogo)
I had come to the realization that life has been on auto-pilot for 2 years now and I ran the risk of letting it pass by. The important things in life are the moments that we trip over randomly and the moments we share with others... moments that can make us laugh and cry....moments where we can find inspiration -- whether that be to inspire ourselves or to inspire others.
Increasingly there was no inspiration in my work, yet it was invading so much of my life and taking up so much energy. It was the pull into a deep dark abyss that I knowingly was getting pulled into.
Fortunately I have the support of a wonderful woman and a child who would ask "when are you going to be your own boss, Dad?". And I just pulled the plug.
And god it felt (and continues to feel) so fucking good... Not knowing where it is all headed is a wonderful adventure in and of itself. Stepping out to feel the wind of life blow; just pausing to stop and reflect on where life is going; realizing that there is a whole new world out there is such a relief.
Being aware of the awakening of spring for the first time in years is so refreshing. Seeing life emerge from winter ever so gradually instead of only seeing it once the daffodils have bloomed, feels liberating.
I am awake.
I am aware.
I am alive.