I was at the Starbucks off the 5 in Leucadia having just surfed Ponto with some ex-coworkers. I was sitting with my laptop wrestling with this restlessness that had overwhelmed me. It was June 11th and I had just quit my job, but I didn’t know quite what my next step was going to be.
Some background on my situation at the time. Yes, I was making a very generous salary for the last year. In fact, I’ve had some very good years. But behind the headline of my first post This Guy Turned 51, Quit His $250k Job, and Hit the Road in His 1977 VW Westfalia, there are some ugly truths.