Freshly settled in my new URL, antsy from a two-week blogging vacation, and looking forward to a debaucherous long weekend, I think it’s a good time to re-introduce Freedom Twenty-Five and re-state what this project is all about.
About a year ago, I took a hard look at my life and realized it wasn’t the one I wanted to be living. On the surface, I was kicking ass. I had a good job, was getting laid left and right, and spent my weekends getting wasted and partying with friends.
Sounds fun, right? And yet I still felt the need to punch through my computer monitor every day. Getting out of bed in the morning became harder and harder. My enthusiasm for booze, sports and loose women began to wane. I started asking: Is this all there is to life? Will this be what I do – and how I feel – until I’m 55? The answer appeared to be Yes, and that depressed the hell out of me.
Even worse, everyone told me I had no right to complain. I had money and conventionally-defined success. I was supposed to be happy. On paper, I was living the yuppie dream. But beneath the surface, I could feel my fire going out. I was losing the sense of passion and purpose that had animated me in earlier years.
So I started thinking. And writing. I experimented with new habits, new perspectives, and new attempts to define what “success” and “happiness” meant for me. I realized a few things:
- I’d rather be homeless than work in a grey office 8+ hours a day, 50 weeks a year, for the remaining healthy years of my life.
- I want my life’s work to make the world a better place. Most of the conventional career paths in today’s world amount to a lifetime spent shuffling papers, redistributing and rubber-stamping other people’s work.
- I want my life to be defined by loving relationships with a small number of incredible women, rather than by endless flings with vapid whores.
- The world as we know it is slowly dying. It will either be replaced by something much worse, or much better than the current paradigm. Smart, young people who realize this need to start laying the foundation for the latter outcome.
Most of all though, I realized that I needed to escape from my current path. I saw the 45-year-old I was on track to becoming, and realized I needed to run screaming in the opposite direction. This blog is the “screaming” portion of that carefully thought-out plan.
In the coming months, I’ll continue to write about a few familiar topics – health and fitness, the sexual marketplace, money and careers – and also introducing some news ones. But for today, I’ll be an asshole and keep them under wraps.
Cheers everybody, and welcome to Freedom Twenty-Five 2.0.