I'm known for taking chances and being very comfortable with drastic changes. People always complement me, and say, because of this trait, I must be brave, but the older I get, I think it's more fear that drives me. The fear of being in the same spot, and doing the same shyt for years. I have a plan that I'm executing, step by step, and if I stay on course; in about 24/mo, I'll have security. It would mean, never again, hustling up the rent money, taking advantage of women for financial gain, etc. I want to get to that point, but there's a "dirty couch" in London with my name on it, and it's calling me.
I got the offer to go over there, over a month ago, and it's been eating away at me, ever since. I know, dropping out of school, and quitting a steady job, for the promise of a couch in another country seems silly to many people, but all someone like me is thinking about is, what if. I wake up, and go to sleep thinking YOLO nikka
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I stare at one way tickets to London everyday(Off-Topic- I've also noticed that the prices go up when you go back the second time) The only thing that's stopping me from starting over once again, is the fact, that I've fallen on my face several times before. I'm on the wrong side of 25 now, I can't be outchea in the wind anymore, so I'm probably not going to go, but the yearning is still there.
Who else struggles with the same adventure cravings?
I got the offer to go over there, over a month ago, and it's been eating away at me, ever since. I know, dropping out of school, and quitting a steady job, for the promise of a couch in another country seems silly to many people, but all someone like me is thinking about is, what if. I wake up, and go to sleep thinking YOLO nikka
!I stare at one way tickets to London everyday(Off-Topic- I've also noticed that the prices go up when you go back the second time) The only thing that's stopping me from starting over once again, is the fact, that I've fallen on my face several times before. I'm on the wrong side of 25 now, I can't be outchea in the wind anymore, so I'm probably not going to go, but the yearning is still there.
Who else struggles with the same adventure cravings?
