I'm still extremely depressed.
The good news is, I have my wife on the same agreement that TS_will_HTFF.
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. Debt is nearly cleared by the end of this year in December, specialist job is stable, none of us have much obligation in this island, she's ready to move.
The bad news is, preparation can not f*cking start. I'm on this suburbian nightmare locality called Singapore, immigration to other countries are locking up, and I've no blink-o-chance to even practice self-sustainable skills either related to nomadic, bug-out, community, etc. I'm a pessimist, but I wanna get things done to get out of what I think is a bloody rut. It doesn't help that I'm rating my own timeline to have a sane period of peace for 2 years only (mid 2007). I wanna start building, by hand, my own earthwood abode. I wanna hunt for food. I wanna revise my scouting and shartshooting abilities. I wanna grow food.
Everything else that I could do on a small scale, has been done within just a few months of accepting PO. Cook, soft/hard negotiation, jungle/SAS survival training in my small catchment areas, fish and prep for eating (we don't have game in our woods), lose excess weight and more exercise. Papers for immigration are ready, and awaiting both countries' offices (one is 15mths more, the other 8mths).
You know, I could very well just let go of everything that I do (work, lifestyle, etc) just to roam the world until I find some place to settle. But I've got 2 kids, and ironically I suppose I won't go solo-hermit without them, yet I'm daily driven by the need to at least let them grow up strong enough to be on their feet unto self-sufficiency. THIS is what's driving me sleepless at nights (waking up with cold sweats for half a year now), staring at empty walkways and rusted corridors (even when there's lots of walking living).
But between starvation and violent die-off within one of Earth's most densely populated country AND possible PO-style discrimination of skin colour and all that follows, I'd choose the latter. At least with a larger landmass we'd stand a f*cking chance -- bugout if need be, or join the indigenous people, or form a community based on common thinking and skills -- then to face closely packed sardined neighbours vying for food every possible way.
Until I get my family on the flight off this island, 4 million people of which 80% of the families are within 900 sq feet of high rise building apartments is simple a matter of *when* cannibalism is gonna occur.