How does this sound to you:
Retire at 55, give your dogs to a friend, hold an everything must go furniture sale, sell your cars back to the dealer, give your house back to the bank, and move to Bali.
Absolutely crazy, or just crazy enough?
How about turning in your cripple card, giving your MS back to the docs and the charts and the MRI machines? And moving to one of the hottest climates in the world.
How about living happily ever after on an island where every US dollar miraculously turns into 10?
Tune in, turn on, drop out.
How about seeing a witch doctor for your next relapse? Surrounded by Muslims. A speck of dandruff on the back of one lonely infidel pig.
How about having nothing in particular to do other than kick back on a chaise lounge by a table under an umbrella, scotch and water on ice, a good book to read, an afternoon dip in the aqua sea.
How will I speak without knowing the language? How will I understand what I hear?
Is this crazy? Or is it just me?
1 comment:
Sounds great but wouldn't work for me for 2 reasons....Family/friends are here in the USA and sounds too HOT there for this native San Franciscan gal....I'd melt like the wicked witch of the west and this lovely MS would get even wonkier...
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