I had a dream last night. I had it with the F*&%ing 40 hour work week and insane timeclock bullshit. I quit my job. And that last day was fantastic. It makes me really want to do it in real time to see if I will get that true freedom feeling.
The first day of this year we were in the desert for one last day. And one last hike. We did Johnson Canyon to see the arch. But like my dream it was full of relaxation and freedom.
There is one exception to this comparison. In my dream my boss snuck into my apartment at night and dropped off snakes while I was sleeping. instead I was not in a deep sleep and knew what happened … I woke up only because my partner heard me screaming, “Help, Help, Help”. At least that didn’t happen in the desert.
Moral to the story. If you quit your job … watch your back.