iflewoverthecuckoosnest
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I've had quite a few run ins with this forum during my research sessions. Finally decided to stop anonymously leeching up all of the delicious information and come out of the shadows.
I've never traveled before, but fell very deeply out of love with mainstream consumer culture when I was just a little high school baby.
I tried going to junior college because it was the streamlined, "right" thing to do. Some of the classes were really interesting, but whenever I declared a major I started getting cold feet. Was this it? Was I really riding the 9-5 death pony straight to the grave? It didn't seem right.
So I dropped out, started playing around with the idea of traveling/homesteading/selling weed out of a trailer. I didn't have my shit figured out just yet, so I moved into a duplex and started selling my soul for 10 bucks an hour, 40 hours a week. I figured that my mind would be less consumed with academic work, so I could focus more on writing and other such creative pursuits.
Still, I hit an existential dead end.
I have long dreamed of getting the proverbial monkey off of my back and doing what is really in my heart to do. I don't want to die knowing that I never left the sanctioned comfort zone. I'm ready to embrace what's in my heart and have some adventures.
I'm saving up cash from my corporate overlords to get a mini bus or a van while I work out details of survival (food, water, pooping, etc). Next, convert said bus or van. Next, tell the suits to fuck off.
The cash is piling up, too. I just have to survive the brain melting monotony for a few more months to (god forbid) a year, and I oughtta be ready to roll.
Obviously, there's still details to be worked out. I mean, there's a pretty big distinction between a mini bus and a van. But hey, that's part of what this forum is for, right? To share info in order to help with the decision making process.
Cheers!
I've never traveled before, but fell very deeply out of love with mainstream consumer culture when I was just a little high school baby.
I tried going to junior college because it was the streamlined, "right" thing to do. Some of the classes were really interesting, but whenever I declared a major I started getting cold feet. Was this it? Was I really riding the 9-5 death pony straight to the grave? It didn't seem right.
So I dropped out, started playing around with the idea of traveling/homesteading/selling weed out of a trailer. I didn't have my shit figured out just yet, so I moved into a duplex and started selling my soul for 10 bucks an hour, 40 hours a week. I figured that my mind would be less consumed with academic work, so I could focus more on writing and other such creative pursuits.
Still, I hit an existential dead end.
I have long dreamed of getting the proverbial monkey off of my back and doing what is really in my heart to do. I don't want to die knowing that I never left the sanctioned comfort zone. I'm ready to embrace what's in my heart and have some adventures.
I'm saving up cash from my corporate overlords to get a mini bus or a van while I work out details of survival (food, water, pooping, etc). Next, convert said bus or van. Next, tell the suits to fuck off.
The cash is piling up, too. I just have to survive the brain melting monotony for a few more months to (god forbid) a year, and I oughtta be ready to roll.
Obviously, there's still details to be worked out. I mean, there's a pretty big distinction between a mini bus and a van. But hey, that's part of what this forum is for, right? To share info in order to help with the decision making process.
Cheers!
Meh. Sooo sounds like you have a great plan in mind! Do it. And have fun!
