junkyrunnindry

I just moved down to LA for a job. It's a great job, but the whole 9-5 + LA driving time is consuming my entire life. I'm giving it one year. If I don't love LA before 2005, I'm moving far, far away. One of my friends has a good gig in Japan he wants to bring me in on. It's a great opportunity, but little room for advancement. I've lived for monthes at a time overseas, but moving permanently has always been my dream. I just don't know if I should be responsible, work hard, advance my career, and be miserable, or if I should live every day as my last. Doing the latter has always been my way of life, but seeing friends of mine who are in their late forties or early fifties working as hard as I do in my twenties is really scary!