Fear of conformism
Almost a decade ago I still had what I would call a window of opportunity. Time to be used as risk capital. Now, after being hospitalised in the 9-2-5 world it is so so difficult to get on the road again. I have a daughter, a marriage that ended with a dive from 37,000 feet, relationships to which I hung on for too long and a job which is more like seat 15F on a galley in a huge oil company, cruching data but mostly writing. Poems, stupid stand-up stuff and basically anything to keep me in the world Robert DeNiro had in the King of Comedy. I am also in love with... with the other end of the world, but hey, that is life.
So. I have this crazed, once brave and adventurous spirit and this night I just decided, let's go then. This is how it will be done. First I clean up all reliabilities affecting any of my peers. After that I set the first waypoint, heartpoint.
Then we shall see. I have knowledge to sell and talent to cultivate.
Let's see whether I can be strong enough to make it happen. Target: to be on the road by early next year.