What do I want?

More thinking lately. What would I want to do for a permanent residence? A house in the suburbs? A condo downtown? Another state? I don't know. I finally didn't want to go out on a Saturday night for once, so I sat a buddy's and watched the UFC Stacked. What I would call a night in. After a late night out on Friday, it was hard to get up and make myself do my routine Calhoun rollerblading. The heat didn't help. The first 3.19 mile lap was the hardest I've done, likely due to a combination of an especially rough night and the 96 degree heat. I didn't know if I could do any more. But I sat down, chugged some water, and made myself do it again. And once more after that. That made me happy. Today, I wanted to completely lay around and be lazy for a day, I don't know why. But I did. TV, nap, TV, cook breadsticks that I was craving, TV, and finally I got off my ass and went to hockey, where we just got our asses handed to us by some undefeated team. But it was a good workout, and that makes me happy. Now I'm home, and wondering about the future. I have new stuff to do at work, and I wonder how that will affect my lifestyle if I start to travel a lot more. I wonder where I'll be moving in 11 months (because I'm not staying here, I need to be somewhere that has more stuff going on all around me). I wonder if bartending will be something I get into. I wonder if poker will come back (which takes a bankroll). I wonder if I will finally begin to erase my debt rather than continue to accrue it. I just don't know right now. I do know that I'm sick of living paycheck to paycheck and that I won't stand for it much longer. It sucks to have that at the forefront of my mind so often as I watch my two ex-roommates of late buy stuff for their new houses. When, not if, I am at the point where I can say that I'm where I want to be, I'll gladly post the details. I hope I'm still young when that happens.