What if you did what you've always wanted to do?

Tired of being just a cog in a machine, I strode out of the office without a backward glance. Too much of my life has been spent inside a cubicle, doing stressful work that in the end means ultimately nothing. I longed for something, anything outside in the real world. It dawned on me today that how you spend your days is how you spend your life. I have spent nearly everyday of my life working toward something that mattered absolutely nothing to me. I didn’t want to look back at my life and see a robot that always followed orders and never thought or acted for herself.
“Leaving already?” the receptionist asked as I walked into the main lobby.
“Yep, I’m done and I’m not coming back,” I announced proudly, as I spilled my briefcase of papers onto the lobby floor. “I won’t be needing those anymore.”
I smiled triumphantly and swung the door open, leaving the office world for good. I was on a journey with an uncertain destination. I just knew it would be better than being a responsible worker in a health brokerage firm. I was killing myself slowly with the stress and mindlessness of the job.
The gray sky was pregnant with rain, just waiting to be released. I sat on the curbside, waiting for the rain to come. The smell before a rainstorm is unique. It’s a sudden freshness in the air that wasn’t there before. The first few drops started to fall as I stripped off my black overcoat and tossed it aside. I was wearing a black skirt, a white blouse, and a black over jacket that made the outfit look streamlined and perfect. I didn’t need perfection anymore. I wanted disjointed lines and the unfamiliar.

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My room is scattered with white roses and candles. It's beautiful! I've got Emilie Simon's song "Swimming" playing in the background, I'm eating strawberries, and things couldn't be more relaxing.
I've been writing a lot lately. That beginning of a story above, I wrote at four in the morning when I couldn't sleep. It has potential to be something great, but I have a feeling it'll take a long time to flourish and grow.
Despite the serenity that I'm feeling, being surrounded by such lovliness, I'm a bit lonely and wishing Michael was here.