Kung Fu

The reasons behind my imminent adventure in China, in no particular order, as I think of them. I have tried to organize essays on the subject, but it appears futile for the present.

I enjoy martial arts on a level separate from reason and I'd like to be proficient.

It will not lead to a lucrative future, but, as I have no purpose in life, I've decided to reach for the opportunity while I can and deal with the consequences, whatever shape they may take, later on. The adventure is within my grasp-- what a slow torture it would be to remain, and not go and regret, and wonder for the rest of my life what could have been.

I'm tired of a life of lethargy. I feel that if my sedentary behavior is allowed to continue it will lead to very poor health in the future. I want to get in shape, learn how to stay healthy, and build habits that will last a lifetime. Good habits are like trees. Given enough time they'll grow and stand independently, but in their youth the antecedent weeds can destroy them.

I'm looking for some like-minds. Not that I expect to find any really, but there's a chance.

I want to make an earnest, hardworking effort-- something I haven't truly done in far too long. I want to focus and live a simple life away from the entrapments of normality. I want to do a thing because I want to, not because I have to.

I want a true adventure, to see another culture, learn another language, and to broaden my experience. I want an interesting life!

I can't stand the idea of pursuing a job "just because" or getting locked into a career that I'll ultimately hate. It appears my answer to this is to spend all my money and avoid work altogether. Such a solution won't last forever, but we'll see where it gets me. The money I lose on this venture is likely to be far less than that entailed by any other education I could pursue, and I believe I'll actually appreciate it rather than despising it.

I can't live with myself without being true to myself.