On Febrary 17, 2010, I took a deep breath, walked into my boss's office and resigned from my job. My last day was Friday, April 2, 2010. I was a director at a law firm, a former practicing attorney. 11 years in law firms. Somewhere along the line, I got on the treadmill and was clicking away the days, weeks, months (years?)... I needed to get off the treadmill, take control of my life, and pursue what it is I love and am passionate about, whatever that may be. I needed to find out what I could give to the world; find a career to fit me, not squeeze myself into a job. This is my journey of going off the straight and narrow. Going into the land of question with no definitive answer. No income (although some savings). I do not know what my next career will be. I do know that I have one life to live, and it was passing me by. And if I do not change things, that life will be over. Reckless? I am sure some think so and the days I wake up in a cold sweat, I am sure I will agree. It could be a big mistake. A big flop. On the days I feel free, happy and moving in the direction towards fulfillment, I tend to believe the decision will open a whole new world -- limitless.