Plan B

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I just went for a walk and had an epiphany. Here's my plan B: if something happens with my job, I will sell my stuff, aka my crap (and I've accumulated a lot of that in the past few years), rent my place out, buy a very nice backpack and travel through Europe for a couple of years. I might teach English or cook for a living or sell poetry to people who are in love in Paris or Rome or just be a plain starving artist for a short while. I will bring a laptop to write about everything I see and experience. Maybe I will even meet someone I am compatible with and we'll live on the streets of Barcelona dancing and singing under the stars. One can only dream, right?

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