I live in the city, work in tech, have a family, and still feel like something is off. I keep coming back to the same instinct: go to the forest, the river, the mountains.
The feeling
Everything moves fast. There's always more to do, more to achieve, more to chase. And even when things go well, it still feels like something is missing.
Some days I finish work mentally exhausted, wondering if I'm actually building a life I'll be proud of.
When I do get time off, I don't go to the city. I go to nature. That's where I feel like myself again.
I'm afraid of living a comfortable life that isn't mine. Afraid of staying in a system that slowly defines me until I don't even question it anymore.
Time is the only thing that really matters.
Not escaping everything. Not disconnecting from the world. But intentionally choosing:
Where I live
What I build
Who I share it with
The vision
Nothing extreme. Just something that feels real.
We've been told the city is where everything happens, and leaving means falling behind. I'm not sure that's true anymore.
I think it might actually be the opposite.
Where I am now
Talking to people who made the move and learning from their experience.
Understanding what works, what doesn't, and exploring places outside the city.
Sharing everything I learn along the way, openly and honestly.
Slowly creating something around this - a community, retreats, real projects.
I'll share what I learn, who I meet, and where this leads.