Ok, so I’m not quitting my job tomorrow, packing a duffel full of organic gluten-free fig squares and hemp tunics, grabbing the cat and moving to an eco-commune in Bora Bora. For the moment at least, I remain a lawyer and, for better or worse, a blogger, while I figure out how to devote nonbillable and non-internet time (sparse as it is) to exploring other options.
A funny thing happened last night - I slept like a log. No insomnia, no pills or alcohol, no relaxation tapes or CDs playing 3 hours of continuous soothing rainforest sounds or tranquil ocean waves. I flopped into bed and within seconds fell into a rich, restorative slumber. When I woke up, the anxiety, that tightness that resides permanently clenched in my stomach and smacks against my temples at the end of the day, had retreated. Screw it, I’ve squeezed my way out of bigger messes than this, I somehow always manage to come out alright in the end. The blog lives!
On that note, check back in tomorrow for a full post, and enjoy your day.