Paris, Tokyo...or Columbus??

"Let's go to sleep in Paris/ And wake up in Tokyo/ Have a dream in New Orleans/ Fall in love in Chicago"

So I've finally done the thing I've bitching about for the last couple years. I quit my job. My last day is two weeks from now.

My boyfriend is supportive. My friends are a little bewildered. My parents, in the words of Will Smith, just don't understand. But they are finally starting to understand my weirdness.

My exit strategy is built on my performance. With my knowledge and skills, I believe I can make as much, or as little money as I want. Since I've hooked up with my boyfriend, I have been given more opportunity than I ever have. People that I've wanted to work with, and things I've wanted to do have just been falling in my lap. He is super talented and gives me carte blanche when putting together marketing strategies for his music.

Quitting my job wasn't solely about him. It was about about really utilizing my talents and and believing in myself. But a lot of it was, that I believe that me and him together, focusing solely on our hearts desires, will be one of the most fulfilling things I could do with my life.

The question I've had the hardest time answering is the most obvious: "So what are you going to do?"

We've contemplated moving. Don't know to where. There will definately be more touring on his part, which means more money for me, and more networking. There will be more writing, more crazy ideas. More CBUSTED type things. More PR things. More Donna Marie things.

I look forward to attacking my ideas with the intensity they deserve. I look forward to going to Europe really soon. I look forward to getting married. I look forward to not devoting my whole day to ideals I don't subscribe to. I look forward to learning a multitude of things, and not being tied down to one thing. I do PR, yes. I also write stories and music. I have a class I will be teaching. A couple Websites to develop.

This is just the beginning for me. My heart and mind are full with love and possibilites!