This could probably be classified as a first-world-problem.
When I look at the situation of my life, I divide them into three categories: Things I can change; Things I can live with; Things I need to escape. More and more I find the world to fall into the third category. I find that trying to change things has become overwhelming. I find that so many of the things I see I am not willing to live with. So that leaves finding some way to get away from them; thus trying to get off the Not-So-Merry-Go-Round.
Perhaps I am trying to deny the "No matter where you go, there you are" truism. I have the hope that fleeing the (perceived) idiots of the world will make life better. Why should I wait to be a dirty-old man to become a beach bum, why can't I do that now? Of course, I am speaking of a beach in a warm local! But really, if life is sucking this much, it would seem to be time for a major change.
Don't know how this is going to look, but (at least for this afternoon) I have the resolution to make it happen.