Some say that the line dividing necessity and desire is more often that not, blurry. How true that is. Last time, I would never consider staying in any hotel below the Hilton standard. But more recently, I've somehow managed to put myself through the ordeal of staying in hostels when I travel. The same, right now, goes for flying economy class, which I'd normally not consider taking. As a matter of fact, I've just endured a harrowing 12 hour journey on economy to London. You might say I should be grateful for the opportunity to fly, but this is impossible when I fly for free, and am upgradable to first. As Darwin says, adaptation is the key to survival. This brings me to my point.. there are certain things which I would rather not adapt to, even though I can.
To do the things I want to do, I need money man. Alot of money. This means my lazy self needs to adapt to various cockup things like waking up at 7am everyday and slogging away in a cubicle. Effectively, I'm bartering my lack of choices/material comforts for a hardcore life. Well, it might be worth it since the light at the end of the tunnel is bright. Think nobu, l'atelier, french laundry, marriot hotel (which I can enter without gatecrashing), belvedere mykonos, $30 salads, etc.
Before that, I need to stop thinking of all the kool places to visit and big style restaurants to dine at. Instead, I am going to end this entry here and continue writing my essay. Cocked up and Fucked up. That's all I've to ramble in this short break here. I've taken 5 (perhaps 7) and goodbye.
-Kendaman
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