My own September 11

The rest of the world is mourning September 11. They mourn about the lost of lives. However, September 11 has a different meaning to me. I was let go from my dream job. I was so screw up, I didn't care what was going to happen to me. There was nothing that I could do. I could not focus and my work was slipping. I lost my passion. Since that day, I took almost a year off. I managed to survive.

Now, I got a new lease in life. a new place to live and a new job that I enjoy.

Will I go back to recruiting? I don't know. I may in the future. But I also like to keep my option open.