They don’t know where and they don’t know when
2:03 pm Tuesday, 16 October, 2007
I had a shit Monday, possibly for no reason other than it was Monday. I went to the pub after work with Nick as it was a) a shit
Monday and b) we hadn’t caught up in some time.
Aside from reminiscing about times past, we went to the Baconsfield for the first time since my going to America drinks and we of course bitched talked about work for a while
He pointed out to me that if I wanted to, I could go back and live in America for a little while. Maybe 6 months or so totally legally on my visa.
I must admit that I find the idea quite appealing. If I were to get an apartment for even 60 days in somewhere like San Francisco and just chill and enjoy myself, I could probably afford it on my stock options alone. Read some books, take some photos and just take it easy.
I have all the paperwork I need to get setup there. I couldn’t work of course but I could use it as a base for some travel. Get to LA, get to Mexico, hell get up to Seattle and all the places I never made it. I’d be totally free to travel at any time and go for cheap flights or trains and stuff like that.
The thought hadn’t even crossed my mind, hell I could even head back to DC for a week or so and catch up with friends there (though given the news of today, there might not be so many of them left now).
I mean fuck it, I could live in three cities for a month for only a few thousand dollars and lets face it, with the dollar the way it is at the moment that’s barely going to dent my bank account.
Man oh man.
Of course packing up and leaving London isn’t so easy these days, there is a lot more to consider across every area of my life but damn if I’m not sat here daydreaming.
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