Ink-Stained Scribe


I turned in my two week notice at work today.

I'm not giving up who I am and what I love because I'm too exhausted to think straight.

I have nothing lined up, but I have a few leads. I have enough in my account to pay for rent and bills and car payment. I will get two more paychecks. I will have insurance until the end of March.

I'm terrified.

But I think I've done the right thing.

Time to build the flying machine on the way down.