Fear Of Death = More Vacations

Recently I've developed a completely unfounded fear of death. It's the same fear that pops up whenever I feel that I'm not living my life to its fullest. In the past several months I've operated under Mission Survival - doing anything I can to make a buck and living paycheck to paycheck. I work Every.Single.Day. Gone are days where I'd take my backpack into the wilderness and spend 4 days communing with nature! Gone are the weekends in the Bay visiting friends! Now I squeeze all my fun into Monday and Thursday afternoons.

This must change. Starting: NOW.

Like most people, I have a very long bucket list filled with everything I want to do before I die. Unlike most people, I have a crazy desire to accomplish it all in the next year. Not that you die at age 30, but it IS my Magical Grown-up Age....

ANYWAY...

The more vacations I go on, the more ALIVE I feel! That's just who I am. So I'm going to Florida.

I haven't been to Florida since I was 6 years old and my great aunt locked my brother and I in a basement for several days. I'm pretty sure this time will be different. First of all, she's dead. Second, I'm an adult now and can leave basements on my own accord. And third, I'm going to be staying with my cousins who from their facebook profiles appear to be fun, non-psychotic people. I dunno, I haven't seen them in 20 years. But one cousin is also a yoga teacher and in my experience, yoga teachers aren't really the 'lock em in a basement and throw away the key type'. I.Can't.Wait.

xxCrossingMyFingersToSeeAnAlligatorxx

From now on, if I get invited to do something or go somewhere and I reallyreallyreallyreally want to do it, then dagnabbit I'm going to even if I can't technically afford it! I do have that tax return just aching to be spend on wild fun adventures in exotic locales! muahahaha

In other news, I might start getting paid to teach yoga! Maybe. I'll find out tonight...! More about that later :)

Soon this will be me. (Thanks GoogleImages!)