Well, I did it. I held to my guns and told my manager I was leaving my monstrously large company after 11 years of institutionalized living, fear, and loathing. My plans for taking to the airwaves and road remain unchanged - if anything, I can now see even more of the country. My excitement finely balances my anxiety over leaving my sugar daddy in these economic times.

But I believe.

I believe that it is better to guide my life with those things I care about passionately, than let fear drive my direction.
I believe in a higher power that takes care of those who let go of what they cannot control.
I believe that I have gifts and talents and will find a place to exercise my potential if I go after something I want.
I believe I will be ok.

It was strange - the first time I broached the subject with my manager I felt pretty tense. I approached the topic sideways rather than closeting him away. The second time we spoke, after his requested cooling off period for my potential reconsideration, I felt completely confident about my decision. I spoke without hesitation, feelings of guilt, or anxiousness. It felt right.

So, we'll see if I'm proving to be foolish; my self-will run riot. There are a lot worse things I could do with my life as I enter this tumultuous phase. Going camping, seeing friends, hiking, staying healthy and off the computer (more than 4 hours a day...) are fairly positive. I don't anticipate a Leaving Las Vegas ending ;0

Wish me luck. It is time to move away from making lists to checking them off.