A Friday night though, on a train, after a particularly hard week, Lorraine joked and said: “I think I’d like to leave everything and open a bar on a beach in a sunny country”. I couldn’t refrain from laughing, not imagining where that silly sentence would lead us a couple years later. We spent the rest of the ride talking about our ideal place, then forgot about it, and every now and then escaped from our very stable lives for an hour or two, talking about this unrealistic dream.
We decide to get married a few months later and spent a loooooooooooot of time on preparing the wedding. We pretty much lost sight of that stupid project, and focused on real life. In the meantime, and after a very disappointing low blow from my company, I slowly but surely started to lose faith in my bosses and organization, and my motivation faded away. On her end, Lorraine, although she loved her job, started to suffer from working 14 hours a day.
That’s in this context that we had stimulus that changed everything, the little push that throw you in the big bath.
I had a few (and then another few) drinks with a friend of mine who suddenly told me something like “seriously, you’re not even 30, you stay in a job you don’t like anymore mainly for the material comfort… Man, you’re gonna die from the inside sooner than you can imagine!”. He was absolutely right. I immediately remembered a 60+ years old man I saw in the subway on my way to the bar, probably coming home after work, wearing a suit and a briefcase, with one of the most bored faces I’ve seen in my life. I could easily see myself in his position 30 years later. It hit me so hard and cleared my mind of all my doubts and fears. The price of staying like this was just too high. I came back to the apartment (Lorraine was just coming back from work as usual), and explained her that we needed to do it for real, she understood on the dot that, although I was a bit drunk, I was being very serious. I did not need to argue more than 10 seconds before she wore a big smile and replied, ‘lets do it’!
The decision was taken, we gave ourselves 1 year (the wedding was scheduled 10 months later) to prepare and study the project and fly away, and then one year to start a business. Some people take a year to travel the world; we would take one to try to start a new life. If we don’t manage, we just come home, rich of another culture, business model constructions, financial analysis and with a nice story to tell. Recruiters would probably like to hear about our experience and how wise and brave we have been to say no to a dream because our full field-analysis results showed no possible profitability for our project.
We didn’t have much to lose after all. And who knows, it might actually work.