2001 self musings.
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unbibiumAnother thing I noticed in 2001: I was getting phone numbers from women. Not every week, but I was getting them. Not so much now. I miss the adventurousness.
I was a lot more vocal about my overthinking of such things. It was painful to read. And I thank those of you who stuck with me through it, because I couldn't have stood it at all.
It also seemed that swing dancing was doing much more for me than I gave it credit for. I hadn't made it to 2002, to figure out what made me give up.
Also, in 2001 I was already having the "maybe quitting my job is the catalyst for change that I need" angst. But, at the very least, I had the dream of traveling to Europe, and the extra cash to fund a trip there. In August I had the "fuck it, I'm going" decision, and on September 10, I posted a list of cities I wanted to visit. And by year's end, I'd already determined that the WTC attacks weren't going to stop me. And when I did go, I had the ambition to move all my stuff into storage to save a month's worth of rent, and then the support of many people, from varied social circles, to help me get my stuff back out -- although, not all at the same time. That's something only an awesome person could do.
I was a lot more vocal about my overthinking of such things. It was painful to read. And I thank those of you who stuck with me through it, because I couldn't have stood it at all.
It also seemed that swing dancing was doing much more for me than I gave it credit for. I hadn't made it to 2002, to figure out what made me give up.
Also, in 2001 I was already having the "maybe quitting my job is the catalyst for change that I need" angst. But, at the very least, I had the dream of traveling to Europe, and the extra cash to fund a trip there. In August I had the "fuck it, I'm going" decision, and on September 10, I posted a list of cities I wanted to visit. And by year's end, I'd already determined that the WTC attacks weren't going to stop me. And when I did go, I had the ambition to move all my stuff into storage to save a month's worth of rent, and then the support of many people, from varied social circles, to help me get my stuff back out -- although, not all at the same time. That's something only an awesome person could do.
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Date: 2008-07-18 02:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-18 02:42 pm (UTC)I think that back then, I was dumping $100 a month into a lame low-interest savings account. I kept that up for three years. If I'd done a 401(k) back then, it'd probably be twice as big by now.
Of course, the other half of over-romanticizing the vagabond life, is seeing that kind of security as "imprisonment".
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Date: 2008-07-18 11:53 pm (UTC)Ain't no worse imprisonment than being stuck in a sick body with no dough to see a doctor.