bigbair
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I'm out. I'm done. Fuck it, it ain't worth it. I haven't had a day off in September. I work too hard for things that don't amount to shit when you step back and look at the big picture. I'm in a good mind to sell my rental property, sell my truck, sell my house, and bail on my real estate biz and head south. South of KY, south of the boarder, south of the gulf to a place where people pay to come and lay on a big beach on a small island. I'll wear a flowerdy shit, sling drinks, maybe make the best Mai Tai you've ever had while I listen to your stories, act interested, and occassionally fire off a dirty-but not too inappropriate joke to earn your tip. I'll have little concept of time, paying only enough attention to get to work without getting fired. I'll live modestly and find more enjoyment in the freedom that comes with what you don't have than the admiration you seek from the things you do. I'll leave behind a lot of family. Family who will probably doubt my feelings that I don't find pleasure in working my ass off, paying a mortgage, and driving a nice truck. Family who say what I'm thinking isn't possible, that the world doesn't work that way. Sadly, to them it may not be. Not because it can't be reality, but because it's never been their reality.
Sorry for the vent, but I have to get this off my chest. I'm a little edgy at the moment and the thought of abandoning this rut of stress I've got myself into is pretty compelling.
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Sorry for the vent, but I have to get this off my chest. I'm a little edgy at the moment and the thought of abandoning this rut of stress I've got myself into is pretty compelling.
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