How did u start?

“I remember. I remember everything” he wrote in that letter, “that was great!”
The last day I asked him going to the beach at night “where, where did u get all these money for years of traveling?”
And he told me a story which sounded like a movie plot about his grandfather`s inheritance-the big house in Amsterdam- so he sold his part giving a fuck to everything and went away.
Now I read his blog sometimes, about his South American days, he s in Panama , Rio hato now, traveling like crazy and doing mistakes like crazy.
“Come!!!Come!!!!What r u thinking about?!We ll have sooo much fun here with u!!!” Carla wrote to my letter that I m going to…” She is somewhere in Vietnam at the moment, Marco-in Brasil, Nate-in Berlin- and each of them has his own story of beginning. Of Starting Leaving home for real.
I don t really feel like stuck. I know what I have to do here. But…my plans is all that s keeping me.