different is good, new is better

it's so different to wake up in the morning without any fear that something might go wrong at work (or elsewhere) today, that someone's going to come to you and push that last button that will make you either burst into flames or spill blood – not your own. i'm exaggerating, of course, but the point is that freedom is sweet and even though i wasn't a firm believer in the change the place, change your luck theory, i'm starting to feel like they might be on to something with that particular one.

it's fun. oversleeping when you work from home, working in your pajamas, taking as many breaks as you want and not going out just to get away from it all or eating lunch on your keyboard while answering the phone just to talk to people who don't really care that ...well, who don't really care about anything other than themselves.

it's so refreshing not to see everyone around you running and running and having that look of exhaustion and despair firmly imprinted on their faces, all wrapped up in a good package of corporate discipline and carefully set goals which they keep checking, one by one, while not an ounce of happiness appears to make up for their accomplishments.

this is a beautiful place. i'm sure it has all i need to go back to my old self, or, even better, to a new self. a new self that loves itself. a new self that's serene, beautiful and happy, one that can heal itself, should anything happen, or just get rid of any of the old junk it's been carrying around for so many years.

i want a new body, a new soul, a new mind that's open to new things.

i want a new me.

i know that's probably not necessary and not even possible, but i really feel that in some way or another, i'm on the right track.

so here's to a new life and a brave new world!