Benji91
Gone Walkabout
- Joined
- Mar 5, 2017
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- Turrbal Country, Australia
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For whatever reason (sleep deprived, no coffee, a little baked, just another messy mind?) the description of this forum got me overthinking too much of my life...not that that's uncommon.
"Why do they live the way they do?"
I ask myself why. Why can't I be satisfied with staying in one play, leading a "normal" life, being content working etc. There are a million cliche answers that I could piece together but, fuck, I guess it's just one way we all see the world. I
Why stay in one play, why surround yourself with the safe thing for a lifetime?
I guess I currently have that feeling, that intense desire...that fucking craving just to be on the road. Going anywhere...but venturing to the unfamiliar.
Personally, I've travel around my homeland (the East Coast of Australia - born in Sydney, living in Brisbane) and do adore it - but I still feel trapped. I think it's a mix of the familiar (everything from accents, to local knowledge to the same goddamn beers in every pub), too many demons from my past and always somewhat knowing what to expect.
My, life since getting back from my most recent big adventures last year, is working at an unfulfilling job I dislike to pay to live, second guessing every relationship/friendship I have, seeing too many doctors...and putting every spare cent I have aside for whatever may come next. I need to get off the island. My habit of overthinking and researching too much has lead me to think my only option at this point is to put together as much money as possible, sell all my things and start new (as new as I can with mates in all corners of the world) in a different country. I don't know if it'll solve a damn thing, but the way I'm living at the moment is leading my mind down a scarily dark path which I desperately need to reverse. I know I'll always be an outsider.
Another cliche...the dream would be to fall in love, move to North America, van-live, explore, make music and just be us for however long we survive.
The plan is to apply for a two year Canadian "working holiday" visa, whatever US visas I can get, live out of hostels for a while before buying a van (camper) and hitting the road only working whenever necessary. I think I can do this by next May year.
I need to have something on the horizon to keep the motivation of not falling prey to a stagnant, meaningless and lonely 9-5 life...and to know that the one I'm living at the moment is only temporary.
The world has never felt right to me, I need to make my own world.
Peace
Edit: I didn't mean to ramble on as long as I did or get a little weird. Not sure if any of that made sense, but Ima live it as the brain spill it is.
"Why do they live the way they do?"
I ask myself why. Why can't I be satisfied with staying in one play, leading a "normal" life, being content working etc. There are a million cliche answers that I could piece together but, fuck, I guess it's just one way we all see the world. I
Why stay in one play, why surround yourself with the safe thing for a lifetime?
I guess I currently have that feeling, that intense desire...that fucking craving just to be on the road. Going anywhere...but venturing to the unfamiliar.
Personally, I've travel around my homeland (the East Coast of Australia - born in Sydney, living in Brisbane) and do adore it - but I still feel trapped. I think it's a mix of the familiar (everything from accents, to local knowledge to the same goddamn beers in every pub), too many demons from my past and always somewhat knowing what to expect.
My, life since getting back from my most recent big adventures last year, is working at an unfulfilling job I dislike to pay to live, second guessing every relationship/friendship I have, seeing too many doctors...and putting every spare cent I have aside for whatever may come next. I need to get off the island. My habit of overthinking and researching too much has lead me to think my only option at this point is to put together as much money as possible, sell all my things and start new (as new as I can with mates in all corners of the world) in a different country. I don't know if it'll solve a damn thing, but the way I'm living at the moment is leading my mind down a scarily dark path which I desperately need to reverse. I know I'll always be an outsider.
Another cliche...the dream would be to fall in love, move to North America, van-live, explore, make music and just be us for however long we survive.
The plan is to apply for a two year Canadian "working holiday" visa, whatever US visas I can get, live out of hostels for a while before buying a van (camper) and hitting the road only working whenever necessary. I think I can do this by next May year.
I need to have something on the horizon to keep the motivation of not falling prey to a stagnant, meaningless and lonely 9-5 life...and to know that the one I'm living at the moment is only temporary.
The world has never felt right to me, I need to make my own world.
Peace
Edit: I didn't mean to ramble on as long as I did or get a little weird. Not sure if any of that made sense, but Ima live it as the brain spill it is.