Since the truck and trailer don't have flotation tires! ;)
We were torn... The coast, and the ocean is very much like that line from A River Runs Through It, that was mentioned in a comment the other day... "I'm haunted by waters".
Just like the rivers through Montana, Colorado, Arizona... The lakes from Canada to the Arizona Desert... there's life in water... there's something there.
Now, we're parked on a river in the middle of Washington... The whisper of the water a haunting song through the night...
Some will tell you, it's just water... it can't speak... I say; "Too bad for you!"
Some folks don't Get it. All they can see is water in a ditch I guess. I feel sad for them. I think, they're missing much of life. They don't know the treasure that is a Lust for life. They likely are caught in the tangle of making a living that chains your soul down, and condemns you to a life of fear.
It whispers to a man, as loudly as the High Up and Lonesome... as loudly as a Ribbon of Asphalt speaks to the lonely rider, leaning through the bends on two wheels.
So, we were torn; "Which way do we go?" Fall in the mountains pulls one way, the beauty of the coast running south, the other...
This time, the mountains won, and we turned the windshield back toward the rising sun, and are moving toward fall in Yellowstone country.
A solid year on the road now. A pot hole or three... The future holds promise... and I've not sold a piece of plumbing parts in More than a year! :)
The best part, for me, has been proving that a person, without a deep pocket, can STILL, have most of the life they want... IF... they grab that Bull by the Horns and kick the sucker in the knee.
We left with almost... ALMOST... enough $$ in the bank to make it to the end of the month. Some don't believe that, but I vow, it's the truth. If we don't make it this month... it ain't there to buy diesel next month.
We're not much better off now, but that we are a little stronger says a lot don't it? Especially considering the economy we're all living in. To give promise to the future, my Literary Career seems to be threatening to put more beans in the cupboard. :) ... and it's not like I'm suffering a shortage of stories to spin!
To tell the truth, I'm more comfortable with My way, considering the events of the past few years, than having a pile of dinero in some bank. It doesn't strike me as being very safe in that system. I like, and prefer my way... kind of like having a kitchen garden... when you're hungry you walk out and pull up breakfast!
So... making our living as we go... fits me best. Not sure it would for others or most... but it works for me.
The point I'm making is... Fear always and only destroys. It builds walls that corral you away from your dreams. Those things which hold real value are generally, not so easy to hang on to... you have to take a deep breath, take a deep seat, put your mind in the middle... and ride that bronc! :)
Out of the Storms and Still in the Saddle
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