“I’m giving up on this tie and suit man. Drop me off on a deserted island. I’m giving up on these tired pursuits man. I’m going to bed with my rum and ice man.”
Written from the point of view of an obstreperous drunk, cashed out, living in Thailand off the grid.
This was a recurring theme for me as I traveled and saw how others were living life. It’s not that I REALLY wanted to trade places. But I did wonder how much more carefree living on the coast of Thailand would be compared to continually making sure my operating system was up-to-date?