quit with nothing lined up, here's what the first month actually looked like

I quit in March with zero offers, just a savings buffer and a feeling I couldn't ignore anymore. Week one felt like vacation. Week two I woke up at 4am doing math on my rent. My mom asked "so what's the plan" and all I had was "I'm applying." I applied to maybe eight jobs that whole month, nowhere near the fifty I'd promised myself I would. What actually moved things was one coffee chat with an old coworker who forwarded my resume internally. Took eleven weeks total to land something. I'd still do it again, but I underestimated how loud the doubt gets at 4am.