Fortunate One

This is something that I wrote over instant messenger to a friend.

"Who knows what will happen, i'm living week to week, just as I always have, and it makes me crazy, but in a sense I think that is what makes me more free than anyone i know"


I was describing my on going situation of not having an appartment, an internship, and money. I'm in Paris and I will be sleeping on a wooden floor for an extended period of time. At the moment I'm also contemplating heading to Chile to work with a friend in a start-up venture capital firm. The VC would be a great experience, life and career. I don't even speak Spanish but I keep thinking to myself what a "fucking experience" this could be. I almost want to go just because it will replace France as one of the hardest experiences I could possibly overcome (aside from winning the tour de France). What the hell am I thinking?

Think about it once more.

"Who knows what will happen, i'm living week to week, just as I always have, and it makes me crazy, but in a sense I think that is what makes me more free than anyone i know"


Thanks.