The American Dream
So I was talking to a friend online this evening and I mentioned that I was stoked about finding a long lost blog of this creative attractive girl living up in new york city that I had lost track of awhile back. When I mentioned this he responded with “is that all you think about anymore? being in a realtionship?” I quickly responded with a No, I think about corn dogs and politics too before the following thoughts where exchanged.
++aetox (1:07:29 AM): is that all you think about anymore? being in a relationship?
crewshell (1:08:24 AM): no
crewshell (1:08:29 AM): i wanted to check out her blog agian
crewshell (1:08:30 AM): shes funny
crewshell (1:08:33 AM): she lives in new york
crewshell (1:08:36 AM): how would that work out anyway
crewshell (1:08:44 AM): though being in a relationship would be nice…
++aetox (1:10:07 AM): how would that work? you would move to nyc on a whim
crewshell (1:11:14 AM): haha
crewshell (1:11:16 AM): no i wouldnt
crewshell (1:11:17 AM): i need my job
crewshell (1:11:19 AM): i have debt
crewshell (1:11:24 AM): and my job gives me money to pay it
crewshell (1:11:29 AM): i’m living the american dream
++aetox (1:11:52 AM): boo on the american dream
++aetox (1:12:00 AM): i wanna move to iceland
And that my friend is the point of this post. I’ve lost my freedom. I lost my ability to pick up and do whatever I wanted and go where ever I wanted. To be honest I guess I never REALLY had that ability… you know, the pesky problem of paying for a plane or bus ticket or having a place to stay when I got someplace. But now, for the most part… I am much more tied down then I ever have been. And you know what.
I don’t like it.
I’m going to change it.

An invasion of armies can be resisted, but not an idea whose time has come.