As I type this, I am lying in my snug little home.
I entered tonight through the back doors of the van like I have been doing lately. I have to stoop to get in and the very act reminds me of how little birds have to scrunch themselves in order to get into their nest.
They hesitate at the opening, look around and then go head first into the hold and suddenly vanish inside.
It really doesn't take much to be happy, I am finding.
I thought this would be harder than I imagined, but as I live day by day, I find it becoming really easy to live like this.
(again the thought of if I only did this when I was 30, I'd probably have more saved up now than... well, you know what I mean)
I have the basics of shelter, food and clothing. And the nights aren't as cold as I first imagined them to be. I actually sweated last night because of all the blanket layers (2).
So snug in my little nest, it is nice to contemplate life and all of its simplicity.
Why we have to make things complicated for ourselves is what amuses me these days.
Of course, I can talk like this because I am single and have no other responsibilities. So this life is suitable for me and my current situation.
I love what I am doing and the freedom is incredible.
Free like a bird. Living with the squirrels and the deer just outside my door...