Wednesday, September 5, 2012
I MUST Be Crazy
I must be Crazy to love living in my van so much. I mean really, this isn't the wild west where l am travelling in a covered wagon to discover new lands. Hell, l'm not even leaving the big city l grew up in.
If you haven't done it, l don't know how to explain it to you. It's freeing, even though l am tied down to my job and the city because of the job. It's a bit adventurous, not always 100% sure where you might choose to sleep that night. It's uncluttered, everything l own (other then the back of the sofa bed - which is in a friends garage) is with me in the van. It can be a tad disorganized, that only lasts a day because l get a little rabid not being able to find "what l absolutely need right now".
The biggest thing is it is eye opening. To scale down as l have done, to stop spending on frivolous things as l have done, you soon realize that it is the best way to live.
My friends always knew that l loved sleeping in my own bed at night. And no matter how late it was, l would trek home so l could "sleep in my own bed". Now l don't need to trek anywhere. I am home.
Of course, one day l do plan on travelling more, seeing North America at a leisurely pace. Thankfully, l have had the opportunity to see a lot of it so far, it just wasn't at a leisurely pace. It still calls to me.