I’ve always held onto the notion that quitting was the easy thing to do. That it was a cop out. I believed that perseverance, discipline, strong-will and determination were the formulas to success in anything and everything I did; quitting was equivalent to failing. In fact, I believed there weren’t any justifiable reasons to quit no matter how bad things got.

But in recent months and especially with my move to Toronto, I’ve learnt that’s not always the case. I’m again reminded of how absolute statements are almost never the right attitude to have (yes, I almost made an absolute statement about absolute statements). Read the rest of this entry »