Where to Run
Previous Posts
My home is where I am, and my job it whatever I'm doing.
Okay, so i have no money, But I'm alaive and I got friend and i got my sandals, so i don't mind much. Money is a means to an end. I do not desire money. Sometimes I require it to fulfil needs. Sometimes I wonder that it might be nice to have a billion cool gadgets and a mansion and twenty cars and perhaps a small brewery and a super-computer and a really really whizzy MP3 player...
But i don't want that really. I'd be bored. I don't understand the philosophy of work in the West. People work 49 weeks a year to fund the 2 week holiday in Ibiza where they get drunk, stressed, and come home feeling rubbish. They work to pay for a lovely house they never visit because they are at work. they pay for a computer to work from. They pay for their car to get them to work. They pay for resteraunt food so they can spend more time working. work work work work.
Work funds work unless you have a dream. if your dream is to travel, then travel. Do not stop until your dream changes.
This is why I am confused with Britain. I am confused with the West... the USA and Britain mostly... we work for work. We are told that we must buy buy buy. We are told that job is fulfilment.
I do not buy into that dream. I want to be truely free, not free to work. I want to learn. And I want to see things.