At some point, most of us have sat with a version of the same question. You are not miserable enough to feel justified in leaving. You are not fulfilled enough to stop thinking about it. And so you stay, and you wait, telling yourself that when things get bad enough, you will know.

You know that feeling when you're sitting in a meeting you've been in a hundred times before, and somewhere between the agenda and the action items, you realize you're not really there?