Today is Sunday, I'm vegging out on my sofa today and it feels so. damn. good to allow myself that type of indulgence. On Friday, I submitted my 2-Weeks notice at a job I've only been at for three weeks. I don't even think I'm going to follow through with those two weeks. I chuckle.
I was feeling guilty for leaving a job I had been waiting for and when it finally came, I knew it wasn't it. I immediately knew when I got the offer letter that this wasn't it. And yet, I still went against my gut instincts. Every signal my body was sending me and I still pretended I didn't notice it. Even when it screamed, I pretended I didn't hear it. Well I finally stopped pretending and I know I'm only going to show up tomorrow and pick up my personal keyboard and mouse and return my keys.
This eclipse really took me for a fucking loop, I literally (and very powerfully) cried every day last week, on my way home from work. I felt so depleted, but for once I acknowledged my pain and felt it thoroughly and felt so raw and gut-wrenching. How have I been so neglectful to this body I have carried, er carries me. How purely evil that this society has conditioned us to disregard the most important parts of you. This beautiful and most sacred vessel, that we unmistakenly chose for this lifetime.
Have a good one, Eligh! And congrats, Jessica! Baby on zee way ;) So, today was heaps nice, I finally got the monkey off my back. It felt gr...