dontcopnone
Well-Known Member
I'm about to enter my third decade on this ball of dirt, which makes me think about where I've been and where I'm going in life.
I grew up on a farm but thought I'd be happier in the city. After 10 years here, I find myself being drawn back to rural life. I'm sick of how everyone in the city is obsessed with their cars, houses and the crap they fill them with. The sports car I own is fun...but I've come to realize it's just something I use to distract me from how dissatisfied I am with my life.
Job stress has messed up my health and I've rediscovered marijuana through a kind friend. Call it self-medicating if you want, all I know is that weed helps me. My connection dried up and I'm too paranoid to hit the streets looking for new ones. Grow my own? Mmmm risky.
More and more I think about getting rid of my debt (sports car), and working my tail off to save money and move out to the country. Perhaps get certifications and experience that will translate into a job that I can do remotely (telecommute)? Heck, I'd probably be satisfied with the (basically) nonskilled labor that my father does (and gets payed ~50% more than I do). Freelance web design could always supplement my income. If all this works out, a small home off the beaten path big enough for a dog an me might be in my future.
Some people dream about getting rich. What good is money if you have no time to appreciate it and you live in a place where you're restricted by so many rules and regulations? If I can sit in my little house in the hicks, pet my dog, play online poker and dabble in growing some house plants I think I could be a much happier person.
I grew up on a farm but thought I'd be happier in the city. After 10 years here, I find myself being drawn back to rural life. I'm sick of how everyone in the city is obsessed with their cars, houses and the crap they fill them with. The sports car I own is fun...but I've come to realize it's just something I use to distract me from how dissatisfied I am with my life.
Job stress has messed up my health and I've rediscovered marijuana through a kind friend. Call it self-medicating if you want, all I know is that weed helps me. My connection dried up and I'm too paranoid to hit the streets looking for new ones. Grow my own? Mmmm risky.
More and more I think about getting rid of my debt (sports car), and working my tail off to save money and move out to the country. Perhaps get certifications and experience that will translate into a job that I can do remotely (telecommute)? Heck, I'd probably be satisfied with the (basically) nonskilled labor that my father does (and gets payed ~50% more than I do). Freelance web design could always supplement my income. If all this works out, a small home off the beaten path big enough for a dog an me might be in my future.
Some people dream about getting rich. What good is money if you have no time to appreciate it and you live in a place where you're restricted by so many rules and regulations? If I can sit in my little house in the hicks, pet my dog, play online poker and dabble in growing some house plants I think I could be a much happier person.