I haven’t expected that things would happen this fast. I haven’t expected that I would be forced to do the jump all too suddenly. Yes I had been wanting this to happen – for how long – I can hardly remember. I just know that I have been discontented for the longest time and I have longed to see the other end of the line. Now I am on my way there. The mechanisms have been set into motion. I am now jumping. I have jumped. Whether I fly and soar or fall and get bruised, only time will tell.

I finally gave that long delayed resignation letter. All too sudden by the judgement of the people around me – but I knew better. It was a long process in the making. I haven’t expected that the next job would have a process so quick, that my days as an agent are already numbered. I haven’t expected that next week I will no longer be an agent. I will be free. Yet I am not complaining. I have longed for this a long time.

I am just a tad bit guilty that things were so sudden and it appeared that I have left without so much as a moment’s notice. I am not even able to render the required 30 days. Yet a new adventure threatens to unfold – an adventure I am excited to peruse. I have 40 minutes to kill before the exam for the new job. I think I’ll just blog surf since my farm is pretty much existing by itself.

Author: elleica

Jesus Lover. Writer. Blogger. Biologist turned marketer. Child of Learning. Thrill Seeker. I long for my next adventure.

4 thoughts on “sudden”

  1. there will always be a point in our lives when we had to take the plunge.. risky or not.. whatever it is that you’re up to.. i wish you the best.. šŸ˜‰


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