I'm moving to Chiang Mai, Thailand. I've never been there. It's halfway around the world. It's vastly different than America. It's Buddhist. Women are viewed as inferior to men. I don't know anyone. What the actual f*ck am I thinking?
Chill out, kids. I'm not having a meltdown. Just a slight case of anxiety when I bought my one-way ticket and thought, "I really don't know when (if) I'll be coming back to the states." But, if you think that's going to change my mind, you're sadly mistaken. What's the point in life if you don't just grow a pair and go for what you want?
What do I want? No clue. But, I know what I don't want, which is corporate America. I've worked the past decade to fund my lifestyle and travel the world. So, why not try living somewhere else and see how that pans-out? Done.
Shit's about to get real. I'm boarding a plane in a few short weeks. After that... no clue what's going down.