I was driving east around October of last year, cruising through New Mexico with no real plans for what was next, when I heard a song for the first time. It was Randy Houser’s “No stone unturned.” I’ve linked it below if you haven’t heard it. This song spoke to my soul. It’s about roaming, traveling… being free spirited and in search of yourself. As I drove east,…
I’m lost. I have slowly lost myself over the last few months, and… I don’t know. It feels all sorts of fucked up. This is why I’ve barely posted anything. I’ve been feeling incredibly cynical and depressed. Stagnant and lonely. Unbearably lonely at times. Sometimes negative. Just mostly… sad. When I decided to stop traveling full-time, I had developed an intense case of cabin fever. Living in a…
You heard (read) that correctly. I moved. Into a house. Like a legitimate adult. Let’s backtrack a bit before we get all huffy and worried about my abandonment of #RVlife. I’ve got a lot to catch you up on. I’ve been living out all of my gypsy fantasies for the last year and a half, in a wanderlust-filled period of roaming the country in my 21-foot travel trailer…
I was hiking on East Inlet trail in Grand Lake, Colorado a couple of days ago when I encountered a moose. Or maybe more accurately, a moose encountered me. It was one of the most memorable experiences in nature I’ve had, and I feel somehow changed by it. Let me tell you what happened. This trail is incredibly beautiful. It begins around the gorgeous Adam’s falls and passes…
The time is finally near. The time to, once again, take on the open road. I’m so excited I can’t stand it! I wasn’t planning on staying in Florida more than a month or so when I came back for Christmas, but it’s actually been great. I got to spent time with my family, let Lola finish growing up (and visit with my mom’s puppy, Lulu), make some…