It gives us signals, sounds and flashing lights along the way. I'm usually quite a tune to my instincts or my gut.
For quite a while, twelve years exactly, I had the loudest, flashing light going off. I kept ignoring it until I couldn't.
One day, during a really dark day, mentally, I started typing out my resignation letter. Once I handed it in, the flashing light stopped. Everything was calm and I felt a million years lighter.
I don't know where my next journey is going to take me. Right now, I'm embracing peace.
Signing out,
Arwa 💜
