A Stressful Path Ahead

This upcoming weekend I’m taking off from playing poker completely. I’m leaving for Manhattan tomorrow and won’t be back until Sunday night. I’m really excited to catch up with my brothers and any horrible girl that I might have met during my last trip. Hell I’m excited to go OUT like a normal 24 year old. I haven’t really been hard-core out on a weekend in the past month. Maybe a few hours one night here and there, but I mean that’s it. This is going to be a full-blown rampage, I’m quite sure my body is NOT ready for it.
However, I still have plenty of time to study poker while there. I plan to make print outs of my full ring “guide-line” and make notes while I have 3 hours to kill each way on the bus ride. I’ll also bring my laptop and maybe start reviewing some hand histories of the 50NL player I plan to study (probably not, but wishful thinking). Let's be honest, most of the bus ride I'll probably just end up watching prisoners kill eachother thanks to the groundbreaking HBO series OZ on DVD. SEASON 4 IS GOING TO GET CRAZY!!! This is a vacation and maybe I should just cut out anything poker related as much as possible for the few days.
I won’t give up with poker. I would prefer to die MAD going down fighting in flames while standing in the love of my pride. At least then I could say I fought the fight. This would be a better fate then caving to the hand of the predictable structured path. The slow death is a thousand times worse.
Going forward with my life I feel stressed out. I wake up and I absolutely feel the burn. I know my time is running out to escape corporate and I have to make a move soon. I don’t want to be miserable the next 10 years; I don’t even want to be miserable this summer. My purpose on this Earth is not chugging along as a corporate drone. I want to be pursuing passions and be my own man. The prospect of being trapped in an office this summer while living at my parents scares the living hell out of me. The office part scares me a lot more, but the combination is a recipe for me questioning:
“WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING?”
Part of me wants to immediately bail out to Manhattan for the change of pace and life experience, plus I will be close to my brothers who are a better influence than any of my friends (or anyone I know) around here. Manhattan is a better influence than Baltimore. The vast majority of people in Baltimore just seem to be chugging along; they have accepted their often boring course in life. They often admit being somewhat bored and not thrilled about what they do, but they have ACCEPTED THEIR FATE (aka any person I have met who has a “conventional” job around here). They have never had a taste of what is better, so they never fight to escape. I think this is why I’m miserable with my job and situation, but most people around me are in a comparable or worse situation; but are content. I have the unfortunate experience of knowing what that “better taste” feels like, and I know one or two people who are living "the dream".
My same age group in Manhattan seems on a different wave-length, more of the wave-length that I am on. This is tough to explain. But per capita I would say Manhattan has the highest percentage of people in the world who have followed their dreams to the fullest extent, and as a result their path happened to land them in that city. For example, talk to 10 random bartenders in their mid-twenties living Manhattan. Do you think they are living in the most expensive city in the world to be a bar-tender? Hell no! Most of them are a bar-tender because they want to get into acting or modeling; or something they are passionate about. Now of course there are exceptions, but this is an accurate composite generalization based on my experience. And I’m not saying people aren’t fighting to pursue their dreams in other cities around the globe, but I simply argue that you will run into these types of passionate people more in Manhattan. Now talk to 10 random bartenders around Baltimore; what the fuck are they working towards? Rarely some of them might be working towards getting a degree; BEST case scenario. But this still isn’t a passion; it’s something that should have been done 4 years ago…
The other part of me wants to bail to Vegas. I would completely be alone, but this would make sense more based on my goals. Manhattan doesn’t make sense for a poker player because it costs so damn much, but if I could get a hook-up on a place through a friend or brother that might be a different story. Another disadvantage to Manhattan is no live casinos obviously. Also, I’m still sort of scared to move out to Vegas alone. Part of the reason I’m scared is because I don’t know if I’m good enough at poker yet, which probably means that I’m NOT good enough. I need to become skilled enough; this will give me freedom on where I choose to live. I imagine taking a live swing like I did online in March. I would be devastated, am I really mature enough to deal with that? I’d probably take a loss and be back to working some shit job, I could trap myself. The bottom line is, when I do Vegas I need to be damn sure I can succeed. Vegas is my one shot and I don’t want to go until I am 100% prepared for the absolute worst.
So I think Manhattan would be a better influence and have the advantage of knowing a lot of great people. It could be a good move before I do Vegas (If I could get in the right situation). My older brother could easily help me get in the right situation with rent and everything, but I’m not sure if he ever would. Maybe I will have another hopeless chat with him this weekend.
But Vegas would be a more in line with my goals. Poker would be the primary focus. However, I think a pre-requisite before moving is getting online to a point where I can make enough to live comfortably anywhere in the world. I didn’t think like this 4-5 months ago, but now I think it’s pretty essential. If I take a bad run in Vegas I could fall back online as a steady income stream, rather than falling back to a shitty dead-end job trying to dig myself out. A job that would be a lot worse than the job I currently have now. LOL @ at rebuilding a poker-bankroll and paying rent making anything under $15 an hour; let’s be serious.
It’s a lot to think about. One thing is for certain: staying in Maryland does nothing for me, absolutely nothing. And staying in corporate is the fucking rake. If I stayed around this summer it would be to save money while improving with poker to the fullest extent. It would be to get my online game to a point where I can support myself anywhere. It would be a preparation for war. I still haven't ruled out quitting end of May or June, but poker isn't even close yet. I want to be making as much playing poker as I do at my current day job, it would take a drastic turn around. Just getting back into the swing of things full buy-in micro would probably take a month. Especially if my guide sucks.
That is all,
-bag

