No, YOU listen.

I quit my job today, mostly out of defiance, but partially because I've felt lately that I'm not quite all I'm chalked up to be. I'm only a percentage below 100 of what I feel like I am, but I'm allowing all kinds of silly things to hold me back and stifle me. These are things that I don't even really care about. I'm just an old clock, tick tock, tick tock.

I quit to pursue whatever it is that I'm dreaming about. I know I'm not a 9-5er. I know I'm not a part-timer. I know I'm not a check signer. I'm not sure where I'm going, but I'm strapping on the blindfold and, arms out, moving forward.