I’m Working… I Swear

So its kind of weird but I really have been enjoying all the time traveling alone. When I have to sit alone for a long time waiting for a plane or on a plane it gives me a lot of time alone with my thoughts which, normally, I don’t get. I’ve been reading this book called “Less is More” which is basically just a collection of quotes about living simpler arranged into a way that the book kind of progresses through different topics and themes. It’s pretty cool actually. I also put a really good selection of my music onto my phone and I listen to that with my headphones, its actually pretty awesome.

Lately I can’t seem to avoid the feeling that I’ve wasted too much of my time working for something and trying to earn money or make something out of myself. I actually started thinking about it more upon the realization that I’m alreayd 24. I’ve only got about 6 more years before my youth is considered over and I haven’t gotten anywhere near accomplishing all of the things that I wanted to do while still single, healthy, and able to do ridiculous things.

I guess I should be thankful that right now I’m in India on a business trip and getting to experience an entirely new culture. But in reality I’m actually kind of dreading returning to the US and working on my gym and getting it going. Don’t get me wrong I enjoy my work but… Thailand is just a few hours flight from here and its been my dream for a few years now to go train there for a month. Part of me had the idea to just ask Lili to modify my ticket, and head to Thailand for a bit while I’m here… but… I know I shouldn’t.

Besides death I worry about love too, I mean, I’ve never really had the type of relationship with someone that most other people encounter in their life and decide “I definitely want to spend my entire life with this person”, nope, has not happened for me. I guess its just my view right now that I don’t think human love was meant to last a lifetime in reality and that I think marriage is just an ideal that we have been taught to accept and aspire to, although in reality its ridiculous. I’d like to believe that a life long commitment to someone is something that I will some day want to do, but at this point I’m not sure, and I think that’s a bit sad.

I mean what really is the point of life if you can’t create something and share it with a group of people you love? I mean sure I love my friends and my family, but I really want to create my own family one day. I guess I’ll mature into it, maybe I just have too much selfish living and exploring to do right now to be ok with it, 24 is a bit young after all right?

Anyways, I landed in India yesterday and met Bala for the first time. Oh I also got my first encounter by someone trying to rip me off. Bala made the mistake of thinking my plane arrived an hour later than it did (no big deal). He’s lucky I’m not an insane freak and didn’t panic I was just kinda chillin at the airport thinking to myself “what are the chances that I’ve been talking to someone on MSN for 4 months that isn’t… a real… person”. So anyways eventually he showed up, nice guy. We’re staying in this cute little apartment that was hotelized. Basically the living room is like the reception and we stay in one of the rooms. We’re sharing a bed right now, not bad at all. The food actually has been amazing so far, I got this spicy omelette and toast in the morning and this ridiculously good indian food at lunch. We met up with a guy Bala knows named Dinesh who is starting up an SEO company. He gave us a short proposal and took us to lunch, it was fantastic. We’re gonna go shop for some clothes and stuff this evening, I need to get some rupees.

I also need to take some photos since I’ve got nothing for this post, so uncharacteristic of me, time to get touristy on this place.

Ok here’s something to tide you over:

Me and Bala's Room In Bangalore

View From Our Hotel Room, It's Beautiful I Know