Over the last few years, I have had a fairly comfortable existence.
I’ve been in a nice and steady 9 – 5 job (addicted to my paycheck), and living in nice flat overlooking nice Brighton Beach. All has been fine and dandy…and just so…nice.
It may seem strange that all this kicked off at the same time (loss of job/flat), but it can hardly be a coincidence. I mean – where did this shitstorm start?
I’m sure I’m not the only one out there that believes in ‘Creating your own Reality’. Whatever you think, you make real. It’s been a belief of mine for quite some time, but I suppose there are times when you don’t respect the true power of the mind and what you can accomplish. I mean, we all know about those crazy experiences when just as you are thinking of someone – they call you…I mean come on – that’s not a coincidence. That’s creating your reality.
So lets break down my current situation:
- I’ve been working in the investment property game and it’s been a tough market. I wasn’t born for this 9 – 5 desk thing! I’m a Travel Junkie through and through – I’ve got itchy feet, wanderlust and if I’m honest with myself, part of me (the risk taking, energetic, brave me) has been planning an escape from work for sometime now, but never let the ’sensible’ me know.
- My flat – well hell…it wasn’t really that nice anyway! I kept telling myself that it was really cool and a great place to live but I’ve been complaining about it since we moved in! (the kitchen is shit and I love to cook.)
Clearly I wanted change all around. I didn’t take action, but my mind did the work for me…and then gave me all the change I needed at one time!
I created my reality.
I take responsibility for this.
It would be easy to hole myself up and drink myself into a stupor – well…I do enjoy my drink. But rather, I’ve taken some time to look at my whole situation (you know, walk around the table a few times – look at it from different angles).
I’ve come to the conclusion that I am living the dream. I’m going to take the hand I’ve been dealt and do something amazing with it. I’ve got a little savings, not much. I’ve got no debt, no job, no bills, nothing holding me back but my own fear – and I’m ready for an adventure.
So – I’m selling all my possessions and going to go on a very long bicycle ride.
