I feel as though I missed my opportunity for what I was meant to do in this life.
The thing I’m most scared to do now is sell everything I can and live my remaining years out as a gypsy. See the world. Explore. Learn. Add even more cultural depth to my being.
What would it take now? A whole lot of money. In my current physical condition, my safety could easily be compromised should I need medical attention or my bus/RV break down and require serious repairs.
This situation will not improve over time. If anything it will continue to deteriorate, which makes the dream even less attainable than ever.
I used to be fearless. I lived my life moment to moment with little regard to the future. Now I get to sit at home, broken, surrounded by mountains of useless stuff and watch it all drift away from my fingertips. A life of unrealized potential.
Off The Rails 