What I want

I am in the process of fitting that package - tracing out how I want to live my life. I am frightenly and increasingly drawn towards a small red cabin in the woods, filled with books, pencils, crayons, brushes. Living off what nature can yield on a sustainable level.
OK OK. Yes, some days I sound like a tree hugging hippie. I wish.

Then there is the question of that high speed internet connection.

A bit lost these days, perhaps. Not entirely aware or brave enough to face the big choices. I certainly cannot stay in the work I have now specifically. It is taxing to try to help others make important choices, or helping them find solutions when well - here I am.

Is it possible to make a living, I mean - being able to pay off that studyloan and have enough for the safety society deems it necessary to have? All I need for my body is food and clothes. The rest depends on location and social structures.

Everything is a potential sacrifice. The point is, it is nothing to own, only to live.

Female naturebuff/constructive soul wanted. Secure job, own home, car, yes. I need someone to take what is there and help realise that dream of living far from heavy traffic, securing our social abilities in lush greenery. Do I suffer from antropophobia? No, but I do get fed up with people occasionaly.