I hurt my knee a week ago and have had a quiet restful couple of days back at mums place. The universe has given me too much time to ponder on life. A friend told me the right knee symbolizes life direction. She is possibly a genius, potentially a fortune teller, or just plain knows me really well, because the direction of my life has suddenly changed completely.
Big corporate greed tried to pull me with it's tides but my integrity kept on knocking on the door inside my heart. I quit. Bang, see ya later. I never could bite my tongue, I will always shout out, pay out, run out, when things do not feel right in my heart. It seems the little rebel inside me still enjoys making a song and dance when my integrity is at stake and my happiness is under threat. Probably, I will never grow out of that.
I want to contribute to more than a CEO's obscene bank balance. I miss sweet summer afternoons when the phone doesn't ring and I feel free, if only for a few hours. Cheers to running away and chasing what is right, cheers to my family for being such a crazy mix of intelligent, unique, hilarious individuals and reminding me what is important in life. Cheers to starting over, no matter what age and how many times, it is never too late.