First first, I'm a union trained electrician [5 year apprenticeship + 5 years].
I've got two baby mommas. One loves me and the other I haven't spoke to in about 6 years.
Well here we are now. The one that loves me keeps roping me down with good head and promises and insistence that I should continue working and handing over 80 hours of dollars to her bi weekly.
Dont get me wrong, shes a great gal, great mom, and great advisor.
My problem is every time I get comfortable and start wearing new clothes and having new devices, and living in luxury I get bored quick; life gets too easy.
Am I fucked in the head for wanting the road and rails that starve me for days and force me Into action for survival?
A good woman is great, but with her I forget how to fight and struggle. I forget what it's like to build a half ass shelter quickly before the water falls. I forget the numbness of not feeling my toes and striking as big a fire as I can to survive off 2 hours of sleep in the winter if I'm lucky.
Idk what I'm asking or who I'm barking at. All I know is movement and travel is and always has been my source of stability.
I dont wanna work at home depot for another hour. I wanna spange a circle k and catch a sb train to Omaha. Its summer finally. I wanna do Denver for the 5000th time and never settle for structure.
I can't even begin to explain chaos and the excitement of the short term opportunites that spawn from it to my significant other.
They dont understand.
I've got two baby mommas. One loves me and the other I haven't spoke to in about 6 years.
Well here we are now. The one that loves me keeps roping me down with good head and promises and insistence that I should continue working and handing over 80 hours of dollars to her bi weekly.
Dont get me wrong, shes a great gal, great mom, and great advisor.
My problem is every time I get comfortable and start wearing new clothes and having new devices, and living in luxury I get bored quick; life gets too easy.
Am I fucked in the head for wanting the road and rails that starve me for days and force me Into action for survival?
A good woman is great, but with her I forget how to fight and struggle. I forget what it's like to build a half ass shelter quickly before the water falls. I forget the numbness of not feeling my toes and striking as big a fire as I can to survive off 2 hours of sleep in the winter if I'm lucky.
Idk what I'm asking or who I'm barking at. All I know is movement and travel is and always has been my source of stability.
I dont wanna work at home depot for another hour. I wanna spange a circle k and catch a sb train to Omaha. Its summer finally. I wanna do Denver for the 5000th time and never settle for structure.
I can't even begin to explain chaos and the excitement of the short term opportunites that spawn from it to my significant other.
They dont understand.