I’ve been homeless for seven-months and life is good, mostly.

I’ve been homeless for seven-months and life is good, mostly.

Okay, okay, technically I still have a home. There just happens to be a stranger from Texas living in it and I’ve been roaming with nothing but what I can carry for over seven months now. What a journey!
This story started in December after a rushed move and complete mental breakdown in a Jacksonville, Florida REI parking lot. Between all of the feels, low blood sugar, dog bites, rabies shots, sewage water in the mouth and many other misadventures, that was not the last day that ended in tears.

I Love Cemeteries (In a Totally Non-Creepy Way)

I Love Cemeteries (In a Totally Non-Creepy Way)

I’m learning that I’m a history buff. I never would have described myself that way, but I’m realizing that one of the things I love about traveling is that I’m fascinated with historic things – architecture more than anything –...

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