As the years go by I continue to strive towards that ever elusive aspect of life known as happiness. I’ve been able to zero in on it from time to time by examining my psyche at different points along the way and eliminating the non-happy times. For example, I know that driving to the hospital and nearly passing out due to the kidney stone moving around is not happiness. Neither is watching your mother fight a losing battle with cancer what I consider a happy point in life. Through this process I have found that the one thing that consistently seems to facilitate happiness for me is freedom.

I know what you’re saying, “But freedom is nearly as vague as happiness”, and in most cases you’re correct. The specific freedom I describe is fairly simply described as: “The ability to do/go when/where I want whenever the desire compels me”. Sounds simple enough, but life tends to make such a nomadic lifestyle difficult with things like jobs and bills to pay. So now I have a goal; adjust my life within the next 5 years so that I can live entirely on the move, or at least not tied down to any specific area.

Even though it just somehow seems wrong, I’m laying out plans to allow me to live without plans. First order of business, cut expenses and sell off the accumulated stuff. Anyone need a couch? Loveseat? Car engine?