Rebel(lion)

Roosh's post got me thinking.
Also read this

I've posted it from Benjamin Button before, but there are no rules to this thing.



There are times when I consider my choice of careers but I sleep well at night unfettered to the debt machine nor marriage and children.

I feel old in my spirit yet I know I've just begun to hit my stride as I am still free.
I've set a number of self-imposed goals and met them.
I wrote.
I fought.
I only have one goal left on my list.
I work toward it daily in the gym.

The rest...perhaps that is my ennui.
I'm looking for my next big goal to set on the horizon.
My life is a ship and I'm beginning to decide on the next destination.