This is my brain without a job...

Sometimes I feel like my brain is turning to mush.

As much as I'm enjoying taking some time to regain my mental health, there are moments when I feel like I might be going in the opposite direction. Daytime is the toughest. All my friends work (not a trust fund baby in the bunch), so there are days when the only human contact I have is with the salespeople at the stores I frequent. It's totally bizarre. Apparently I need to do a better job of scheduling activities which will not only keep me entertained, but make me feel that I'm using my time off productively. Goodness knows when I'll get this kind of time off again.

It is interesting to note that I don't miss my old job at all. I miss the interaction with some of my co-workers, but not the job itself. I have no regrets about leaving it behind since I was completely burned out, but I do have serious concerns about where I go from here. I've told so many people that I left real estate to find my "passion", but what if I can't? What if I have to take a job just to take a job? I guess it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world, but it would be a downer. The mere thought of having to accept a job like the one I just left should inspire me to get my arse in gear and start peeling back the onion in earnest.