Today I Learned I'm a bum

Internet conversation.

" TIL (Today I learned) that a tramp is someone who only works when forced to, a bum does not work at all, and a hobo is a travelling worker. "

" Doesn't that mean that almost everyone is a tramp? "

I guess it might in a way..

A lot of people convince themselves that they are forced to work when they actually choose to (I admit not living in a country where catching a cold bankrupts you makes it easier to realize this).  

A few months back, and not for the first time, I quit everything and changed my whole life. I left one life for a new one like you would get naked to put new clothes on. In this particular new life I chose to become a bum. I'll switch to hobo if I need or want to at somepoint but I'll never be a tramp because I'll never be forced to work, I'll choose to. It will be my decision and no one else's.

The only choice I make, that I make over and over again in different ways, is to be and stay free.

When I graduated I was free to work or not, I chose to work. 

I was free to work anywhere and dreamed of living in south pacific so I found a job there and left my europan student life for a polynesian working life. Nobody forced me to work. I wanted to be free and earning my own money made me feel free. At some point my idea of freedom changed, working had become too repetitive, too static, my idea of freedom had become movement, so I moved. I travelled with the money I had put aside in my previous life (each life should be lived fully for what it is but also be a springboard for the next one) and progressively, with the money getting low, my idea of freedom changed again. I needed the freedom of being able to buy anything I wanted, and mosty I wanted a kitchen and a bathroom to call my own. I ended up back in Europe with a steady job, a car an an apartment. France didn' work out for me. My idea of freedom changed quickly back to living under the sun on a south pacific island so once again I moved my whole life back there (or rather left my whole life behind and started again from scratch. I was on an island had a job, a house, the sun and the ocean, felt pretty damn happy with that combo until my idea of freedom shifted once more. I kept the island, changed location & job and switched my house for a boat. Freedom at last! .. For a while. Work doesn't rhyme with freedom anymore, at least not this one. Well, let's train an get certified in something that feels more right! The boat doesn't make me feel as free as it did in the beginning.. Let's sell it, let's sell everything and travel again, let's be free for real.

This time, 5 months ago, I left everything but for nothing in particular. I have nothing so everything is mine.

I am free again, always.

I have nothing: no house, no vehicle, no income, no debt,.. and all I need fits in a 10kg backpack.
I have nothing but time.
I am always giving what I can so I am always receiving what I need. 
I might not have a house but I find a home everywhere I go...

I figured out a way of life that suits me and works out right now but I know that tomorrow it might stop working out or it might stop suiting me (I might suddenly want to do something for which I need more money, I might want to stop moving around and settle,...) but when things change I'll accept and adapt to them so the changes will be done willingly and not forcefully. I can't be forced to do anything, everything I do is my deliberate choice. The world is, I choose how to react and adapt to it.

I try to live by :
Accept what you can't change, 
Change what you can't accept.

So I look into myself and try to find :
The Serenity to accept the things I can't change,
The Courage to change the things I can,
And the Wisdom to know the difference.

Life is nothing but time and choices.
Living freely is taking the time to make choices.

Be conscious of your choices
And responsible for your actions.

Accept or Adapt, but embrace Freedom and Live.