I'm having an unusual struggle with myself.
Last Friday I started rebelling about being completely driven, something I know was simply a response to finally being able to rebel and having worked as hard as I have for the last 7 months. To put it simply, I'm done, and I need down time. I need time to not be responsible. I need time to think about what those last 7 months have been. I need time to nurture friendships and to nurture me.
I've been in San Diego the last four days for a meeting. No, I didn't blow the meeting off, and yes, I actually learned some new things. I haven't done any work-related stuff (other than answering emails). I've had a wonderful dinner every night with a friend, I've drank a few cocktails, I've simply sat in the moment where I've been.
It's been nice. In fact, it's been wonderful. It's made me wonder why I don't do this more.
It's making me wonder if maybe, just maybe, I can turn it down a notch professionally. In many ways that's an uncomfortable edge for me, but one that opens up amazing possibilities.
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