How many islands...?

There is something inherently difficult for me to commit to one place, one thing. I think it's all about having options and as many as possible. The thought of shutting the door on anything at all seems ludicrous. As I result I may have adopted a bit of a short term mentality when it comes to life. The same way I would choose my classes in college never to commence before 10:30 am no matter how brilliant the subject matter, I also make sure nothing I commit to now ties me down for more than a year. Fancy is portable so that part luckily works out.

This strategy has worked out fine and dandy until now, but I am starting to feel that this attachment phobia is making me miss out. Some things seem to demand giving up the "off I go at the drop of a hat" mentality but they also promise something more than transient happiness.

I like where I am at in life in terms of achievements and my career but not too much. And that is the point. Liking it too much would have meant a lot of investment and thus maybe, God forbid, a reluctance to up and leave. If our past trip has taught me one thing it is that man do I love sitting on the beach, but if it has taught me two things, then the second one is that shit, these things always end, invariably washing you onto shore somewhere. You are a bit more broke, a bit more tan and in dire need to take a liking to your daily life because else there is not all that much to look forward to other than the next trip.

Most options that offer the possibility of maybe liking life in one single place involve either more school or some serious entrepreneurial effort that might have to stretch over more than one year and sure as hell will ruin some perfectly good vacation opportunities. It frightens me but I think it might be time to consider those options. At the moment the idea of housing a cat is cramping my style because what if I want to go to KL for a week to work from there, just because, and then to Brunei for a weekend, I mean holy crap, my life would be positively bogged down if I did not have the knowledge that I can do those things. Now imagine giving a shit about the work I do and I might and up sitting somewhere holed up with my cat too busy and possibly too involved with something to think about how many Indonesian islands one could hit on one season.