Gone from cubicle-land. Gone from 24/7 emails. Gone from the long-haul flights, the endless meetings. Gone from all of that, three years ago today.
This was me, on the ferry out of Seattle on August 19, 2016, after turning in my laptop, access badges (all four of them), and walking out the door of my last full-time job in high tech.
Two years ago, I was on Cape Cod, nursing a broken hand back to health and enjoying daily sunsets on the water.
Last year, I was in one of my happy places, paddling on the water in Tennessee and taking photos.
And today? Bella, the Breeze, and I are back in the Pacific Northwest, not far from where we started our rambling. I’ve not been back here since I left, so perhaps its fitting that I’m here now, celebrating three years as a mostly unemployed vagabond.
And, yes, Yvette, I love my life.