Its done. I did it, and it feels weird. No, I'm not talking about my first time taking a hallucinogen, I'm talking about quitting my job. I turned in my resignation letter a few weeks ago and had to work up until this morning, but now it feels real. I don't doubt the success of DressMonkey, in fact, I am quite confident in it. The strange feelings I'm getting are probably not caused by anxiety or uncertainty over my future, but likely have come about due to the new absence in my life of a corporate culture and routine (or maybe its the American Airlines “Chicken with Noodles” dish). Is it so strange that I'm having such feelings of emptiness or corporate withdrawal? As much as we sometimes detest our jobs, they provide the ultimate in security blankets and mid-day occupiers. There is something repulsive and at the same time fulfilling about donning a monkey suit every morning while you grab your Caramel Macchiato and hit the cubicle. But I'm not going to lie, having my own company has already been more fun and inspiring than any moment in the corporate drudgery. Making a move like this from a reputable company into my own sphere is by all accounts a risky maneuver, but its one that I have done and now its time for me to make it work. Goodbye Chinese corporate culture, hello Chinese entrepreneurship.