The weight of the world.

At some point in the last couple of days I have become free. I felt it coming, but did not understand it’s meaning until today after work. I no longer work two jobs, I am able to spend some time at home with my family, and I feel free.

I came home today and just started to throw things away. It was like a revelation. I all of a sudden felt like I did not need all that shit in or around my life anymore.

When I started this new job I kept having this episode before going to work. It felt like I was missing something. Like I needed to be carrying something with me before I left. It took me a moment, but I realized that what I was looking for was not physical, but mental.

There is something to be said about starting new.