A Touch of Grey

It's a lesson to me

The Ables and the Bakers and the C's

The ABC's we all must face

To try to keep a little grace

Grateful Dead

 

We moved in.  No more car life.  There I said it.  Not #vanlife, #carlife.  That drops us down a notch I guess.  Less vintage and hip, more bum like.  It was rough.  But also sort of great at the same time.  A memory, an adventure. 

Some of our friends thought we were crazy.  My parents thought I had gone off the deep end.  Maybe I did, who knows.  Who’s to say or judge?  Is it better to be a prisoner to your home, a slave to your job you hate?  Who’s to say that’s not going off the deep end.

But one thing I’ve learned is that nothing is ever for sure.  Nothing is set in stone.  The money I saved to spend time writing is slowly dwindling away.  I knew it would.  Now it’s just a matter of not repeating what I did before and winding up working for the man.  But we all need money to survive, whether you live in your car or not.  You always have to try to stay ahead of the game. 

My intention was to make money as a writer.  Now that I’ve had ample time to write, I’m realizing…shit, writing takes a lot of time.  That’s okay, but now I have to reevaluate.  I’m not giving up, fuck that, no.  Just reevaluating.   I write this blog and fiction because I love it.  Sure, I’d love to make a living at it too.   That’s been my goal for the last eight years.  Some day it will happen.

As for right now, I’m happy that we have a home.  Not just a home.  A home where I want to be.  We’re lucky, we certainly are.  But I knew it would happen.  #carlife makes you appreciate things, makes you visualize what you want (when things get dark).  I’m not going to into details here, save that for the book, which is currently being written as you read this.  I’m rambling…I guess this is almost a note to myself.   Don’t give up, be smart, stay ahead of the game.