Monday Series: The First Day of the Rest of My Life

Not much to say today. It's finally here. I've been waiting for this for a very long time. Planning, stressing, crying, doubting, working, executing. I have no idea where this will lead or how long each stage will last. I just know that I'm in it now; for real. So far, no one has come to repossess my car or evict me from my apartment for having the audacity to quit my day job. I saved and budgeted and saved more and re-budgeted and saved even more and re-budgeted again. I can survive for a year without any income at all. My work, my time, and the pursuit of my creative fulfillment are my own. 

I recognize the privilege that opened many of these doors for me. I see it and I acknowledge it. I also understand that opportunity means nothing if you don't work to activate it. Today I am simultaneously aware of the opportunities I have that others don't and proud of my ability to turn those opportunities into outcomes. There were things that were easy for me and things that were risky. This milestone is a result of them both.

Moving forward, I'd like to use the time and attention I've been awarded to figure out what's next. How will I show up to help others? What can I offer? Where will I go? What is the true legacy of my creative talents? 

Stay tuned. It's all up from here, folks.