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Quitting Life Nomadic

As you may have guessed from the title, I am no longer going to be doing Life Nomadic. I'm in the Dominican Republic  now, and will leave as soon as I can find a decent ticket back to Austin. I might go to Haiti first, since I'm already over here, but I'm not sure yet.

There are a bunch of little reasons, but the biggest one is that I feel like it's time for me to settle down. Not completely, with a wife and kids and all that, but I'll at least be staying in one place for a few years. I miss having a house, a car, my own bed and furniture, and maybe most of all: a kitchen that I can keep stocked constantly.

People have been telling me for a while that I should develop some responsibility, and that's probably right. Doing whatever I want all the time is definitely fun, but at some point I have to ask where it will lead in the future. I love kids and know I'll have some eventually. If I keep traveling I may never be in a position to raise them properly.

The Official Tynan Fan Club

On The Constance Chronicles

A few years back, I met Tynan through a girl we were both dating. In some botched attempt to score a threesome, Tynan and I had built a very mild friendship. We became acquainted on Facebook and continued seeing the same girl. I would even say there were a couple of dinners the three of us shared at our favorite vegan spot in Austin, TX. For a brief moment, I could say I was unofficially poly amorous. No, Tynan and I were never physically intimate, but 1. he made me tea 2. I had slept in his bed and 3. I borrowed a pair of his socks, which in this case, is similar to a girlfriend wearing her boyfriend's button up. Our last night as a threesome was at a gay club. Tynan arrived in his sequined cap, freshly black painted nails, long fur coat, and our girlfriend. We all stood around, chit chatted, exchanged kisses, then it was over.

Years later, I kept up with Tynan through Facebook updates and our mutual friends. He dawned a new look with his zipper pants, t-shirts, and funny tow' up rope slippers. He also sold his penthouse, car, and purchased an RV that seemed to break down every 2-4 months. Because I had witnessed this transformation, I immediately became curious as to what this person was about. Tynan had everything, a gigantic, lovely apartment, the car, the job, the friends, and the girls . I quickly understood, he didn't give up, or throw anything away, but he simply traded this lifestyle in for a newer one.

I've taken on the responsibility of posting on what I am calling "The Official Tynan Fan Club." Most of you, if reading this post, are probably well-informed of Tynan and all of his adventures. We read about the traveling, the underwear skiing, the free private jets, the gambling, the guns, the books, and the life he had as a pick up artist. Tynan also teaches us a way of approaching everyday in our work and our relationships through his own experiences. I've read the posts and even done some light traveling, but I'm a scared person who has spent her life attached to "things." People like me can't hit the road running, but maybe we can start with a light jog.

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