It is a place where dreams and ambitions come to die! You know that book "Stop Working Now" by Derek Foster? - I think everyone who comes to live at the beach in Mexico must have read this book! I know one of my friends read it one too many times. Many of my friends, ex-boyfriends and acquaintances (more like random crazy people) that I have met here are ex-convicts (not to worry - Interpol already locked him up!), con artists, runaways, in witness protection programs or arrived here severely broken-hearted looking for healing and none of them have jobs. I have a friend who lives entirely on donations from people - someone even gave her their car, I mean who just gives their car to someone? I have another friend who said to me, "Work? Naaaah, I never had time!" It's very rare to find anyone here who works, they just live on "funds from abroad"! This is a place where people take sabbaticals from their life, but end up staying forever because it's so easy to live on next to nothing.
Someone recently asked me if I was in a witness protection program when I pulled out my old Nextel radio flip phone - no, I don't use a phone with internet or touch screen, I'm old fashioned and have a frugal life, remember?
I do tend to feel guilty from time to time for my lifestyle, but then I think, if I were in Canada working towards my pension in a 9-5 job, isn't this the exact type of life I would be dreaming about attaining one day ~ working part-time, going to yoga every morning on the beach, enjoying life and having marathon brunches with friends over croissants and coffee at the local French bakery every day? Why should I feel guilty that I'm not working on my pension? Isn't this the life many people want at 65, and I've already achieved it at 37?
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