I just spoke to my father. I told him I was going to Munich in 12 days.
He had some concerns.
- It’s smarter to come home and “build a foundation”.
- Why don’t I make a stream of passive income?
- Racial discrimination against brown people in Europe.
- Violence in Europe.
- How I will feel comparing myself to my brothers and cousins in 10 years.
- Fear that I will regret my decision later in life.
- I never finish anything.
- How will potential employers view my decision?
There were several more that I can’t remember at the moment.
I think he might have been hurt that I didn’t consult him further on the matter.
I regret any negative impact I have on him and my family due to my decisions. It is all to my shame.
Still: I have to do what I’m called to do.
I haven’t told my mom. She was busy when I called. I think she’ll understand why I have to do this now.
I have to do this now because I can’t say no to an opportunity to accomplish my dreams.
I’ve been dreaming of a world tour for at least ten years now. I have the time, money and skills to do it. You only live once and you can die anywhere. You can die at any moment doing anything and all of your hopes and dreams and bucket list items that you were saving for the end are snuffed out like a candle in the wind.
That won’t be me.
I still have much to do. I have to give away, throw away, sell, or store a lot of unnecessary books, clothes, documents, linens, artwork, gadgets, pencils, envelopes, and stuff.
I have a small (but growing) bedtime snack company to automate.
I have chores to get covered, rent to pay, companies and people to notify of plans.
I have reference letters to write. I have a coding habit to maintain. I have my excitement to contain.
I have an aquaponics aquarium/garden set to sell.
I should probably just make a checklist.