i was going to say i’d gone rogue, but for whatever reason, the definition i kept coming up with for rogue didn’t mean what i wanted it to mean. instead it meant something, well, mean.
and i’m not mean. i’m nice. i’m a really nice person. which would explain why i couldn’t stay within the constraints of the circumstances i was in and i’ve gone rogue in the good way – the way that i mean it in my head.
i’m on my own path now. it feels good. it feels great, actually. i’m doing something completely out of character for me – i’m not freaking out at the possibility of not having a clue about the future. oh, i did a little bit, when i first started down this path a few weeks back. but now that i’m here? i’m fine with it.
meanwhile, i went to the junior league holiday market yesterday (on my own, cause that’s how i roll – haha) and amongst the gifts i found for others, i picked one up for myself:
which, you know, i think is fitting with my new “rogue” attitude. ;o)
i've gone autonomous