Not too long ago, I was about six months deep into unemployment, trying to figure out which direction I wanted to take my life. Having just been laid off from a job that had me feeling stressed out and unenthusiastic about the real world, it was finally time for me to review what I could do, both professionally and personally, to get my life on the right track and be “happy”. After all, the last thing I wanted to happen after I escaped corporate prison was to find myself back in some deadend job, celebrating Hawaiian Shirt Day on a Friday, wondering why the hell I didn’t take control of my life when I had the chance.