i remember having drinks with a friend in brussels, and we were talking about the hamster wheel of work, and trying to get off of it. i haven’t talked to her in a while, but i think she’s succeeding.
in my new work, i feel like i”m back on the hamster wheel like never before, making me feel like i’m making the right decision by leaving the field i’m in. now, the hard part–i have to find a safe place to land, or a better place to land, while i’m still hustling on the hamster wheel.
i’m more convinced that i have to leave and do something else. the issue isn’t necessarily money. it’s trying to protect me and my soul and my psyche. that something that i have to, and will, take responsibility for.