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I used to be in the same situation as you.

Waking up to an alarm clock…

Answering to a “boss”..

I worked a lot of “slave jobs” before I got my shit together.

I did the retail thing.. dealing with dickhead customers.

I did landscaping.. busting my ass in the hot sun for 10 hour days..

And, I worked security at a nightclub.. which was the worst of them all!

Just imagine having to deal with drunk, sexually frustrated juice-heads every night.

Big ego’s, tight shirts, small balls and loud mouths!..

There’s only so much you can take.

I’m glad steroids and the bench press exercise don’t actually make people good fighters..

Otherwise, that job would have been a lot worse for me.

Anyway.. speaking of fighting..

I had some cash saved up from the bribes I got from working the front door, so I booked a flight to Thailand.

My intention was to train (Thai boxing), and I didn’t really know what to expect.

My first night out was a jaw dropping experience..

“THIS PLACE ACTUALLY EXISTS?!” I thought to myself..

There were hot girls everywhere, and better yet.. and I was actually getting attention from them!

Back home.. the guys compete for the girls..

Here.. the girls are competing for.. ME? Amazing!

What a difference an overnight flight makes..

Talk about a life-hack!

Pretty, fit girls who haven’t been brainwashed with all man-hating feminism stuff are just a short flight away.

I woke up the next morning and took a walk down the beach..

Coming from the cold winter, it was so nice to put my feet in the sand and feel the warm sun..

We’re not meant to be wearing shoes all the time, living in cities..

We’re meant to be in touch with nature..

And, you’ll immediately feel the difference (health wise) when you get chance to be.

Go for a swim in the ocean and I guarantee you’re gonna get a great night sleep.

Anyway, 3 months flew by..

I fell in love with the freedom, the food, the people (especially the women), and the culture as a whole..

But.. I was running out of money, so I had to go home.

Back to my shit job..

Back to “reality”, as they say.

No joke.. I cried in the taxi on the way to the airport!

I had no idea when I’d be able to come back.. and I was super depressed.

From that point on.. I just went into grind mode..

I knew I had to figure out a way to make money online..

But.. most of what I tried, didn’t work. 😔

I was at a point where I contemplated just giving up and settling for a life of normality..

But.. after looking at the people around me.. I knew I wouldn’t be happy like that.

Little drones with their stupid-ass briefcases, re-living the same day over and over.

After I came back from that 3 month trip.. I had so many epic stories.

And, my friends who stayed home… didn’t have anything exciting to talk about at all.

“Nothing happened” while I was gone, they said.

Determined to make things work.. I started buying courses and trying different things.

Eventually.. I started getting sales here and there..

They were inconsistent.. but I’ll tell you this..

Whenever a “new sale” notification popped up on my phone..

It was the best feeling ever!

They validated to me that YES!!.. making money online and escaping the rat race is actually possible.

Your stats probably won’t look like this, but you’re not capped.. so it’s possible.

I kept learning.. and I kept working..

And, over time.. I got my wish.

I no longer had to work a regular job.. and I was free to do what I wanted.

I could travel and earn from anywhere.. so that’s what I did.

I’ve spent the last 10 years hopping from country to country..

And, the experiences and memories I’ve gotten from my travels..

I wouldn’t sell for 10 million dollars!

Life is meant to be an EXPERIENCE..

But if you’re tied down to a “slave job”.. you’re not making the most of it!

Instead, like I said..you’re selling your life away… one hour at a time.

Another thing..

I used to watch WorldStar videos from my nice condo by the beach in Asia..

And of course..

You see videos showing the fights and other ridiculous nonsense that goes down in the “hood”..

I always thought to myself..

“These people are crazy for living there”..

It costs just as much for a shithole apartment in Brownsville, Brooklyn than it does for a dope condo in Thailand, by the beach, with maid service..

The monthly rent in these two properties is the same. What would you prefer?

The Phuket property is next to a beautiful beach, while the New York property is next to an alley where crackheads perform sexual acts with prostitutes. Once again.. the monthly rent is the same!

I can’t stress this enough..

Working on your own schedule, using your laptop, from anywhere in the world.. is the ultimate life hack!

We’re the first generation in all of human history that has had this opportunity.

Work online, get paid in USD, travel and spend that USD in countries where the average wage is a couple bucks an hour..

You’re living like a KING!

I get hour long massages for $5 in Thailand. Legit ones too!

I walk out of there feeling’ like I’m walking on a cloud 🙂

Even if you don’t want to leave the country, it’s a dope lifestyle regardless.

Get Tinder premium and run game on girls in different cities..

If you’re hitting it off with one of those big booty Spanish girls in Miami, for example..

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