An ominous beginning to start blogging. It's Friday the 13th.

So in four days I will no longer be employed. This was my choice. I was done dealing with a full years worth, and then some, of nothing but frustrations at my workplace following a management change out. I was angry all the time and my mind was in a constant loop of irritation, bitter, and resentful thoughts. It was that bad. So I quit.

Instead of worrying about the reality of survival - and by survival I mean earning an income - I'm relishing living without negativity constantly bombarding my brainwaves.The reality of the situation hasn't quite sunk in. I am a rarity in this day and age. I actually have a good chunk of savings which will sustain me for quite a while, but seeing those numbers grow smaller over the course of time isn't my idea of a good deal. So what will I do with myself? I really don't know.

I attended college and graduated with a B.A. in Communications and quite a few minors in varying disciplines. While a complete career change hasn't really ever crossed my mind, this is not a mid-life crisis after all, a shift in focus in the kind of work I do is desirable. I'll put it this way: I'm tired of dealing with egos in the media world so in order to "get out" I need to chart a new path not a new direction.

Which brings me to a crossroads. I've always wanted to live somewhere else. The northwest coast has always had a particular draw. So this could be the perfect opportunity to just pack up and move to a more in-sync with my persona location. But would it be? I have to ask that question since I've never even set foot there and everything I know is based on conjecture. Where I currently live isn't really a place that jives with me. I want to live where I feel like I'm quintessentially home. I wouldn't know a soul if I were to move, and I'd be leaving a good concentration of my family behind, but that didn't stop me before when I got my first job out of college. So what's stopping me from doing it again?

Doubt and perceived obstacles. "All journeys begin with a single step," was an uttered encouragement I received at one point in my life. However, all the advice in the world cannot get me to where I need to go. It's just advice after all. So I'll have to figure it all out for myself. What's best for me. What works. And what I really need to do. For myself.

Thus begins the journey.