Looking back

During my last few weeks at work, I had a training session with a newly hired co-worker helping her with the database we used to track studio rentals, classes, etc. Towards the end of the session, she asked where I was going and why I was leaving.

I told her about my plan to take a sabbatical from working for six months or so and live off of my savings. Apparently, she had done something similar a few years before. I asked if she had any advice for me.

She said, "Don't have any expectations."

I wish I could have taken her advice. I wish I could take it today. But I can't. I still expect to wake up and to suddenly know what I want to do, who I want to be, where I want to go.

I expected to have answers by now. But I don't. We're still waiting to hear about Spain. I'm still not working. I'm still not writing everyday.

I'm still full of questions. I expect that will be the case for a while.

Spring flower buds in Golden Gate Park