Feel trapped in the race of Life to the finish line of death. I would love to sell it all and travel with my family all over the world. Not following any worlds calendars, trends, or guidelines of how life should be lived. But then I freak out and wonder about how my kids will be educated ,what opportunities would they have growing up like that? So once again I am stuck, in my house, in my bills, in my calendar of what needs to get done. Still heading toward the finish line, trying to walk as slow as I can and hoping for the detour that I will finally take.
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