Why did you resign?
It's few weeks away until I celebrate a new "anniversary" in my life. March 1, 2016 was the time that I traded my sky high heels with fit flops, my dress to kill outfits with laid back tee and shorts combo, and my work with my life. It was the day I left the corporate world after almost 11 years of calling Makati as my second home. And you know the next thing, people keep bugging you with this question: Why did you resign? When asked of this (even after several times already), my mind and heart would always travel to the world of words and attempt to string them together to give a decent answer. But guess what, I'd end up saying this without hesitation: I am not happy anymore. A simple answer yet solicits questions from my askers' eyes, to which I really do not bother detailing it but instead give back a go-figure-it-out stare (and a smile). But today, I felt like sharing a bit of it. The thought of quitting work was not a snap decision.