Dazed and Amused.

The time has come to move on... pretend to grow up.
I am throwing myself into the abyss, hoping to jump start myself into learning to fly.
Fun! Explanation.
I will be jobless in a couple of days, with no prospective job in the near future.
I also am supposed to be paying rent in the next month with no more than $300 to my name.
And of course I have a decent amount of debt to support me as well.
I don't care. Isn't that crazy?
I really don't care right now. I always happen to make it through and so I assume it will work out this time as well.
One day this fantasy world I live in, where the world takes care of me, is going to come crashing down around me. I am fairly certain that day is nearing. And yet, I am carefree instead of concerned.
Every time I find myself free like this, I fantasize about flying to a third world country and helping people worse off than myself.
I believe very quickly I would not only empathize but really feel their pain. Making me more sympathetic to their needs.