There’s been an inordinate amount of storming out by people around me lately – relationships, jobs, more relationships. Seems to be a good thing as far as I can see. Wiping many slates clean of things that don’t fit. Still, as much as I almost stormed out myself on a few things this week, I’m putting off all final decisions on exits until this wave of exodus passes. I think want to exit because I’m running toward something wonderful, not storming away.