(Now there's a tall claim!)

I have one more week of work as a software technical writer. - And I don't truly have the next job lined up yet, but that's exactly how it needs to be for me. I need the space and energy to focus on the next thing. I'll be exploring for a bit - exploring right through my savings account! :> It feels like jumping off a big cliff. At least I've checked the water below for rocks, but I don't know the route back to shore yet.

My question is always, How do you know what you want to do, until you try it?? What is this illusion (delusion) we are taught that you have to have all the answers worked out in advance? I never could get myself to commit to years of expensive schooling in a particular subject; with a focus so diverse, I never felt confident enough that I'd love a particular profession. And then I'd have grad-school debt!

At what point is  exploring supposed to stop, and "knowing" supposed to begin? 18? 25? 30? What a crock. The day we think we know everything is the day we're done.

So I think I need to jump in and try something, or some things. I'm excited about studying for personal training certification, but I won't make any large bets that that will become my primary occupation. Why can't I construct a livelihood where I'm running an online business and training people on the side? Or, training people, and writing a book?

The crazy thing is, the California economy. But (gasp!), there are other cool places to live, even some that fit my warm-weather requirements.

On through the dark tunnel, in search of gentler light.