So damn... I remember back when everyone was in their teens / early twenties (bouldering.com yellow shiz daze). It was all exciting... fresh, anti-establishment. Not to say much has changed, but we're fucking old now. Many are married, have kids, settled... real jobs, own businesses. Then there are the few that remain transient. Checking out fresh spots, meeting new people, living the life that inspires us at each given moment...
I guess my thread addresses the conundrums of each lifestyle. As each day passes, I realize I'm not getting any younger. I know a lot of people, but they're scattered all over the world as I've been so nomadic for so long. I'm sort of in a place where getting to know a community and finding a core group of local friends feels important, as much as I had enjoyed living in resort towns and random zones with rad climbing.
I suppose I'm feeling a sense of loneliness with life on the road. Fleeting relationships, and feeling like you have to rebuild a network wherever you go is tricky. Feeling broke all the time. You never feel like you're really tight with people until you've spent some years with them. Now I do know that I have friends all over, but most are now married, or have kids, etc. and the dynamic changes.
My guess is to get a rad, non-psychotic girlfriend that likes to travel, and build a business based on some shit that I like doing, have kids, and hand down the love. Shit by then, I'll be all old and forty something.
I don't know. I guess it's about that time.
I woke up at 3:45 am after having a dream about chugging a grip of cold beer, and started thinking about shit (quit drinking like 4 months ago). I guess it's time to go for a run.