A man, late 30s, with hair beyond his years and the fitness to match. This is me at the start of this chapter.
I sold my company two years ago, stepped down from the resulting job and now embark on a life that’s commitment free.
So… what next?
I’m continually asked by friends, family and colleagues, “What is your plan?“, “What are you doing next?”, “Where are you going?”
I have no plan and that’s ok. Not everyone is willing to accept that. I certainly wouldn’t have one year ago.
Where are you going?
East sounds like a good general direction. From Dubai that means… India? Nepal? Thailand?
How long will you do this for?
When I get to North America I’ll need to decide: Stop here?
Why did you start this blog?
Imagine an empty box. A close friend asks you to look inside that box and you carefully, almost embarrassingly, show them inside.
Now imagine that friend becomes extremely excited for you and congratulations you profusely on your empty box.
When I started telling people “I really have no plan whatsoever” I braced myself for shock, horror and interventions. I did not expect passioned and excited shouts of “Wow, that’s awesome!”, “I’m so jealous!” and “Please keep me posted!”.
“Post-ed”. Hence, this blog.
I get it. Not many people have nothing as an option. But, perhaps you do. And, perhaps this blog inspires you to ask that question.
Why are you doing this? (the time off / travel)
It feels like the right thing to do. I don’t often go by feel but I will for now.
What will this blog focus on?
Focus? It will not focus.
Focus suggests I’ve got a plan and there is No Plan. I make no promises except to document the thoughts and patterns I go through.
What do you hope to accomplish?
Nothing. Ooh, I like the sound of that!