Short incoherent post

I think i caught a cold (no surprise there…) so this will be yet another short incoherent post.

I hate quitting jobs. You know the decision is right but the process is so drawn out. It’s never about the people but rather the feeling of abandoning something. My colleagues are sadden by my leave, which in turn makes me feel very concious about my seemingly-illogical decision.

I know my decision of resigning may not be making a lot of sense to other people, but i am confident that it will be for the better. I understand that through my blog i tend to complain and (gasp!) whine about a lot of things, but scared and nervous as i may be, there’s nothing that will surpass the feeling of regaining something that was once lost.

As Darren Hayes put it, the tension and the spark. I’m looking for it.

Until then, i have no backup plans and no goal in what i may achieve. It’s nerve wrecking really, but that would only make the spark more of value.

Alright, off to bed i go.

Love Wins