I decided that enough is enough. That since you obviously don’t care about me anymore, I am going to just move on. Easier said then done I suppose, because at the end of the day I’m staring out the window with these tears on my cheeks. Look what you’ve done to me.
Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking. Don’t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you’ll know when you find it.