2 years ago; was working in a job that I was really good at, getting paid some pretty serious cash, living cheap and being able to do pretty much anything I had ever dreamed of. And did. Got up to all sorts of mayhem, with money behind me to back up my foul play.
Something was not right though.
Felt odd, and could never relax.
Started having dreams of when I was young; seemed a hell of a lot happier then, despite having no money.
Well, hilariously, I got fired.
Went from having a very large wage and nothing to spend it on, to having nothing, with nothing to spend it on.
Being quite a resourceful lad, mainly due to being skint as a youth, I decided to make the most of what I had laying around my house, which turned out to be quite a lot.
Built myself a server from spare computer parts, and started hosting a few websites, in a bid to make cash. It worked.
So, I sort of feel a bit better, but in all honesty, I wish I was back there, when I was young, listening to recordings of radio shows on my walkman, walking through the misty fields...
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