Day 1: Everywhere.

Day 1:

Today, my home is officially everywhere. My apartment is empty and everything I own fits into my truck. To some this would induce anxiety and possibly feelings of shame but for me, I’ve never felt more alive. When home is suddenly wherever I park my truck the world feels much bigger, in the most comforting way possible.

I use to feel like the world was happening all around me and I was standing still…surrounded by things, surrounded by walls. Now it feels as though I’m right in the middle of it. I’ve been wanting to live out of my vehicle for the past few years and I’ve had many opportunities but there was always an excuse (a man, a job, bills, fear, etc..). Every year it’s circled back to this, to me feeling a strong pull towards a nomadic life, it’s time I stop resisting. 

All my possessions that no longer serve me are gone. The bed of my truck has now been turned into a functioning “cozy”, for lack of a better word, living space. If given the choice I’ll probably choose my truck over a feather blanketed queen mattress. I want to be as close to the birds singing in the morning and as far from the hum of electricity as possible. 

I want my evenings to be a quest for the best parking space.

My neighbor to be a tent or tall pine trees. 

My pages to be lit up by a headlamp.

My furniture consisting of a single camping chair.

My rent is gas and oil changes. 

My meals consist of oatmeal, lunchmeat, pasta, and avocados. 

To consider my clothes clean as long as they don’t smell.

Where babywipe or a swim in the river counts as a shower. 

For someone to ask me where I live and my response to be “everywhere.” 

This is when I am the best version of myself. 

On the Road. Tired. Hungry. Inspired.

I'm sitting in a hotel room in Texas. I've been on the road for four days now headed for Colorado with a couple of beautiful and talented women. We are all three cleansing during this road trip, nothing but liquids (Lemon, cayenne, and maple syrup mixed with water). I'm really fucking hungry and exhausted. We all are. 

My focus right now is on the film  'Can I Surf That' and writing the narration. Heather's been busting her ass with the editing now it's my turn to show up with the narration. So, the blogging is going to be a lot more of short blurbs/photos/videos until I'm finished. I need some inspiration, the words are just not flowing. But this trailer of Sierra Quitiquit  'How Did I Get Here' is just the inspiration I need. This girl knows how to live and is the definition of what it means to be a woman in this beautiful time. Thank you Sierra for being my inspiration!