Life is interesting when you live on the road.
It is refreshing when you spend only two months in each place.
It is enchanting when you are welcomed in each place and make companions and share experiences with those new friends and saddening when you leave. It is fascinating when you have the least amount of "things" of anyone you know and you get rid of half of it and pack it in a bag. It is stimulating leaving relative security and walking into an unknown world of unknown possibilities with no plan and no final destination. It is all of these adjectives to observe but it is a life to live. I happen to have a spirit that wanders and my physical body and mentality has to go with that....and I tell myself almost everyday; "It is our society and lifestyles that are Fucked...I'm just being honest" Life is hard because we want to own water, heat, food, shelter and just about everything we can, including people, when for hundreds of thousands of years we shared and worked for ourselves for these things that the world once and still offers for relative freedom. Every shelter can be palace, every morsel a meal and every domestic task of monumental importance. Make this so and you will be a warrior.
