Not My Path

I don’t mean to insult anyone who has a home and a mortgage, really, I don’t. I am just saying that I don’t want one. 

I want to own something, I want to own a house and land, yet I don’t want to be tied to a large debt, if I can find a way not to. 

I am simply tired of everyone having their hands in my pocket. I am sticking out being an Urban Nomad for a few more years, so I can pay me. 

I should have done this, years ago. I would have been so much further ahead. 

Yet I was memorized with what was expected, what was ‘normal’. You rent a place, try to buy something and somehow try to build up some savings.

It never worked for me and I was always in survival mode, with never any cash left over at the end of the month. 

It wasn’t until this journey, this journey of being an Urban Nomad, that I started to unlearn the bad (and disastrous) fiscal habits and attitudes that I had and started to learn good ones.

I am not an expert, but I know what works for me, so I will keep doing what I am doing. Once I have my next egg saved up, I will buy something, some sort of land, somewhere. 

I will do that for me, and I will do so without a mortgage and in so doing, keeping my freedom intact. I like freedom, it is a nice thing. 

My path is the path that I must walk for it is mine and mine alone. Your path is yours, so walk it and walk it well. 

What works for me, may not work for you, that’s okay because what works for you, may not work for me. 

As always: Keep your head up, your attitude positive and keep moving forward!