Plans Change, Freedom Stays

I’m currently staying in Don Det, an island in the middle of Laos, and I think I can see Cambodia from here. It should be really peaceful, but a video popped up from a very disciplined investor who I have to listen to with an open mind, even if I don’t like the news. It seems a top for Bitcoin is likely, which means I need to adjust. We can’t sell now because of a counter-trend rally that should push us back to the high, but this will be for exiting positions.

I went for a banana coffee and wondered about this while looking over the Mekong River. Wow — my trip will have to come to a halt. But it’s not over. This is a pivot: I can buy a van, come back to Australia, pay some taxes — it’s not that bad. Or, during the counter-trend rally, I get lucky and my AI crypto goes bananas, and my trip keeps going. At this stage, I’m not sure if I’ll go to Cambodia tomorrow, where I plan to stay for the next month at least. We’ll see what happens. At first, it came as a bit of a shock, but I’m flexible. Reality can shift, and I’m proud of how quickly I came up with a Plan B: come back to Australia, buy a van, aggressively stack cash, invest, and learn to get even better as an investor.

While I continue writing, I won’t be far off from becoming an author. This morning, this seemed like very bad news, but after I swallowed the reality pill with some water and made plans, it’s not bad at all. I’m already seeing the positives. I’m so adaptable. I have a book coming; things are going to be A-okay. It’s a pivot, not forever. I’ll stack, and then the next adventure — I’ll skip Southeast Asia, or maybe spend time in Malaysia, then straight to Kazakhstan, where I’ll continue. There may be some back and forth between writing and investing, but whichever way I go, there’s a path, and it’s not so bad.

As long as I’m not renting from a scumlord from Australia, there is still a sense of freedom I’ll always have. Now, I relax overlooking the Mekong River after I took a ferry from the mainland to find some antibiotics. The woman on the tuk-tuk drove me a long way, I think into a place called Champasak. It was a beautiful area — many schools, little water (maybe dams around), cows with cowbells, goats crossing the road, and chickens too. People here seem to be having fun.

These are my last days here in Laos before a month in Cambodia. At the end of the month, I could be in cold Melbourne, or I could get lucky with AI and keep going. Either way, I have a plan now, and in any case, a book to publish. At this time, I’m extremely proud of myself and what I’m building. I really am living a life I’m choosing. I’m free, and I’m proud of it.

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