Hello all to have clicked on this thread. I am new here and kinda of found this unintentionally but liked what I saw. To get to the topic title of my wake up call. I need to give some context first. I am a 30 year old man. I sincerely think my life is is going in a decent place for some one my age. I've had gainfull employment in the trades the last five years with lulls hear n there but some of my peers with collage degrees are still not having luck in the job market despite all their hard work. I have a beautiful fiance who I've been with for four years. Yes working in the trades sucks but it pays better then working retail, call center or various food service jobs all of which I've worked. I was at work last week doing a roofing job. I was on the ground doing clean up and I get a hollar from the back of the house to come get something. It was hot out we were bout to take a break. As I was walking to the back of the house I took off my hard hat to wipe the sweat off my face and a hatchet falls from the three story pick and hits me squar in the back of the head. The blow of it took me off my feet instantly and next thing I know my buddy is holding a shirt on my held telling me to calm down while he is screaming for help. Fortunetly my brother literally pulled up as it happens so I was able to get rushed to the hospital. I was wheel chaired in because I was to weak to walk from the loss of blood. My brother and friend were trying to keep me awake and at one point I felt myself getting weaker and started to drift it felt like I went some place else some place calm n peacefully but I saw nothing. I came to when the PA was waking me asking if I knew where I was I said the hospital. And she laughed. I took 8 staples in my head got a cat scan and said it was only a deep laceration and I lost no brain fluid. My brother joking said well he used to be boxer years ago so ain't like he hasn't been hit before. Every started laughing. I went home took the rest of the week off and have been back on the job this week. Yesterday I went to a funeral for a friend of mine who from ages 19 to 23 we traveled with a group of people to various festivals and concerts, bonaroo,sterling stage,grass roots wide spread panic rat dog ECT. Maybe it was cause I saw a few old friends and saw how happy every one was despite what ever problems they might have at the time. It was a true wake up call. Like what have I been doing? Why am I subjecting myself to this rat race? Why do I spend time 8 to 10 hours a day around these asshole bitter construction workers 90 percent of them of I've meet in the various settings I've worked over the years I've met the most intolerable people I've ever met. So maybe it was the hit On the head I took but I realize that I would be much happier changing my whole life, why because life is short. The rat race is a outdated concept that tricks people into to thinking it will make them happy and it won't it simply puts a false confidence in itself. My solution is that I want to start a commune. I know this is a true 180 in life considering my background in life. Its hard to describe why this came to me but I know now this was a long time coming. Now I just want to meet like minded people who have the same core values I do. Hard work. Every one would have a job to do I know its possible to have a standard of living in the countryside that is way better then a city or suburb setting but you still get to enjoy the best of all world world city suburb and country. Just gotta be willing to put the work in. Fitness. I am a big believer of fitness even 20 minutes a day will make your body and mind feel great. It builds life long bonds. Free love. Me and my fiancee are polyish. We have met some really nice and interesting people who helped opened our mind and learned things about ourselves we never knew. No dope or opioides. I've been to way to many funerals for good people I don't judge those who take that route been there myself just wasnt for me. The quest to become worldly and enlightens. Be it long trips abroad or to a festive a few states away its sometimes better to travel in a group then solo. Not to mention group travel discounts when booking arrangements. The path of self improvement time is a valuable thing to waste and the more learned the better life can get One thing I've learned from growing up in around the trades is that if you have the knowledge, work ethic and materials you can make some pretty amazing things. The few people I have confided in and told of my wake up only one actually took me serious and encouraged me the rest all discouraged me or told me I was crazy. Sometimes in life one of the ugly truths are is that the people we spend a lot of time around are not really the kind of person you'd like to think they are. Th is means I have to find more like minded people and in my soul searching I come across this website. Hopefully some one will see this and understand where I'm coming from on all of to simply want to embrace something different.
