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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.

yeah, you quit drinking an' you get all this clairity n shit, like thinking

Sounds like you need to smoke more pot.
All my core friends are climbers. Don't you have a local community, or do the peeps suck?

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maybe read A Thousand Plateaus - the chapter on nomadology. i don't know- i personally found it difficult but perhaps helpful under the circumstances.

I like to have a home base that I use as a jumping off point for sick road trips. That's a pretty good way to do it, imho. Other folks like the van lyfe, which I hella respect.

niceporch wrote:II mean shit, I sent French Maid years ago, I don't need to prove myself any more. Everyone in the climbing gyms already knows I'm a badass. But someday, when the mood strikes me, I'll go on a trip again. .

you sent v3 and are satisfied? lowered expectations... good job tho.

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.

my guess is that if you hook up with a chick that accepts you as the loser you are now, that you'll look at her differently when you become the big deal businessman of your dreams and want to dump her for a new model, lol.

face it, it's putting the cart before the horse to think about love and companionship (getting laid) before survival.

get a job the old fashioned way and stop your whining, then worry about the other shit.

I'm not making much money, but I'm good with kids, and enjoy teaching. Women like this.

I was planning on going up to the mountains to teach skiing and make some money (~$200/day), but something about the cute girls in boulder has it's perks.

Businessman? I think I'm much more fit to be a business-owner / operator. This shiz is in the works.