Two words that are currently plaguing me.
I should.
I should be climbing a lot more.
I should be working a lot more.
I should be writing a lot more.
I should be spending more time on the business course I just bought.
I should be taking advantage of being in Thailand and exploring everything.
I should be editing pictures.
I should be emailing them to all my new friends.
I should be saving more money.
I should stop spending money.
I should hurry up and travel south.
I should find balance.
I should stop stressing out.
But instead, I’m letting those two words consume me.
It feels like I’m being pulled in 100 different directions.
When I set aside time to work, I feel like I’m not experiencing Thailand.
When I’m climbing and experiencing Thailand, I feel like I should be working, writing, trying to develop a business.
This post has no meaning.
I know you see me traveling and posting fun pictures. But it’s not all fun. There is still life to take care of no matter where you go.
I have no job waiting for me when I get back. I have my own savings, but I don’t have a trust fund in a U.S. bank. We all know money doesn’t buy happiness. But it does buy food and diesel fuel.
If I ever want to come back, I should start figuring things out pretty soon.
