First day: rest of my life
I am between jobs. I finished one job yesterday and will start the next in February.
I celebrated with 10mg of valium and a trip to the dentist. The fact that I did not have to be put more under than that with chemical coshes is what I am going to call progress. Further evidence that might be considered change of sorts include:
I have ditched the world of Apple and Microsoft and migrated myself to cloud-based computing.
I am lying on a bed that does not need changing, with a silk pillow and net curtains that are clean.
The dog has developed agoraphobia, so rather than taking him on a nice walk, I might have to walk myself.
I have ditched eating meat.
I have stopped wishing I still lived in London.
I have decided to let some stuff go. That happened yesterday. Today is a new day.