I just read that when astronauts in low orbit experience zero gravity, they are not so much floating as free falling. The trick is to miss the Earth on your way down.
Two weeks ago I wrote a letter of resignation effective at the end of June. For the last fifteen years I have been teaching emotionally disabled students. Twelve of those years I have been running a small program in a suburb of Boston. It’s time for me to leave.
I don’t have a plan, I don’t have financial resources, I have four children, and have been living with my wife for twenty-one years. I have until the end of June, seven months, to create a new livelihood and find a new direction.
Welcome to my free fall.