“Traveling” LOL
I’m sure you know the type. “I love to travel!!!1111″
“Oh, I’m in it for the unique experiences.”
“I want to see the world!”
“I want to meet exotic people in exotic places!”
“I want more from life than my cubicle!”
Bullshit.
You don’t want to travel. You want to not work. Period.
Traveling is a socially acceptable, expensive way of not working for however long you can afford to travel. Think about it. When you’re traveling, you spend all day every day doing whatever the hell you want. You’re on vacation. You have the same responsibilities and pressing demands of anyone else who isn’t at work for whatever reason – they can’t, they won’t, or it’s a mental health day.
If you go “traveling” for 6 months, or “backpacking through Europe for a summer” nobody asks why you didn’t have a job. If you sit on your ass for 6 months on your couch watching TV and scratching your balls, everybody asks why you don’t have a job. Equally importantly, you can easily vanquish that nagging voice that compels most reasonable people to do something other than totally relax all day for weeks at a time because, after all, you’re traveling. Nobody asks you any questions, and you don’t ask yourself any questions either. It’s guilt-free slacking with a steep price tag.
In a way it makes sense. You can’t travel for free, so obviously if you can afford to travel for 6 months you must have had a job at some point to finance your little expedition, or you’re independently wealthy in which case it doesn’t matter if you work or not.
Nevertheless, I think the “travel” excuse is a crock of shit. The appeal of travel is merely that it is not working, and you can do that without blowing thousands of dollars overseas. The only catch is that traveling quiets that sense of failure you’d get if you simply sat around for 6 months whereas simply sitting around for 6 months does not.
But like I always say: mind over matter. If you understand your own mind it’s much easier to compel.
