It sure is. There's a lot of life you can live in this country, if you just go with the wind and do whatever the heck you like.
AFTER working as a Salmon and Crab Fisherman in Alaska, I then cut my hair and moved on to become a Stock Broker for Stratton Oakmont Investment Banking in Lake Success, New York. Didn't know at the time that they were basically a front operation for the Genovese and DelCavacante Crime Families, but that became apparent as I worked my way up in the firm. You can read a few dishonorable mentions in the Business Week 12/16/1996 Cover Article "The Mob on Wall Street", which came out a few months after I quit.
Then I lived in the Florida Keys for about five years in the early 2000s; that was quite a change from Alaska. Did accidentally drive my little black Eclipse into the Atlantic Ocean at about 100 miles an hour one day; that was fun, of sorts.
Now I'm on the wrong side of 35 and cruising towards 40, but my cute little 22-year-old wife doesn't mind a bit. Says I make her feel "like she's won the lottery, every day".
You know, now that you mention it, it is actually an awful lot of fun being me.