Three days from now

I will be done working at the International Women's Health Coalition. 

I am ready, though I don't know what's next in the cash flow department of my life.

I am excited to fill my early mornings with reading, running, and writing dates with a dear friend. I am excited to set myself to the task of healing my broken brain and heart, and sorting out how I feel about feminism, professional and otherwise, and what the hell I'm going to do about it. I am excited to listen to myself more and learn where I am after three years of having a full time, paid, legal job with all the trappings.