Freedom.

Today was the first day of freedom after my last day at my worst job ever. I feel proud of myself for sticking to it for the full 20 month contract, having wanted to leave on countless occasions, and of course extremely happy that I never have to go back!

Today was also supposed to be the day that my ex took all of his things from our my flat, so I would be free to start rebuilding my life without him. But unfortunately he didn't manage to take everything. The day was horrible, we argued and cried, and the evening was hard for me with half his things still there, half packed, half all over the place.

I took the picture in the morning, expecting to be able to close that chapter of my life by the evening... and when I couldn't, I was hesitant to post this picture. But in the end I decided that it still represents the optimism I feel about the future, so I did put it up. It's a very basic picture, but highly significant to me.