You could spend your youth grinding away at your job, paying rent and hating your life, or you could just say fuck it and move into a van.
Chris Trenschel and Tamara Murray thought they had the perfect life. They both had successful careers—Trenschel was a budget analyst for the city of San Francisco, Murray was the vice president of a PR firm. They got married, bought a condo. They blew cash at cool, trendy places. There was only one problem: “In a nutshell,” Murray told me, “we were dead inside.”
In order to support themselves, they had to support a work-first everything-else-second lifestyle. After too many nights sitting at home, eating frozen pizza and watching Netflix, it occurred[…]