One question I get asked a lot is “Where are you?” The answer is either “I don’t know.” or it’s some town no one has ever heard of.
The best answer I can give anyone that makes any sense is: I am somewhere between major city A and major city B. And sometimes those cities are states apart. Because I have been somewhere between Las Vegas and Portland for 2 days, and there is not a whole lot that is going on between them.
I genuinely don’t mind being in the middle of nowhere. I don’t miss “civilization” at all. But it really slams home when I get to town and find out that world has gone on without me. I am not sure how to reconcile that with my chosen lifestyle.
Hey also, it’s super late, so this post is a tinsy bit weak, but the sun has set so it’s Bed Time.