Like a Ship in a Bottle
Was my life in this camper like a ship in a bottle? A camper in a bottle. Something you put on a shelf and look at and wish you could actually be in there, on that…ship…camper, wandering the world, having grand adventures. It feels like I’m looking in at what’s in the bottle, but not actually in there myself.
I wanted what was in there to take my breath away and for a long while it was just that. Going around a bend in the road or over a rise took my breath away. At campgrounds I met people with similar dreams and who were living adventures just like me. As in all aspects of our lives, I encountered problems along the way, but overall it was a life I loved.
My wanderlust is satisfied. The goals are checked off, well photographed, written about, and tucked away in my heart. I wouldn’t have done it any different. The adventure has left my heart full and my blessings far more than I can count. It’s time to be still.
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Where are you going to land?
For eleven and a half more months I’ll be in an apartment that is its own little house. In mid Arizona. I’d like it to be longer, but let’s see how the year goes. I don’t really like winters with snow and ice. I’m a terrible driver on them and would end up never leaving the house. But I like leaving the house, so I’m going to live, for at least a year, in a place where the appearance of snow and ice would mean something very apocalyptic. Did I spell that right?
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