One day at a time

In the spring I"m leaving on a hitchiking trip around the world.   Right now im working out the details i.e how ro pay for it, route, what to take.

When ever I return from a big trip I always proclaim "Next time I'm not going alone" well It's been long enough since my last adventure and... In the spring. 

Falling again

Even though there are people around everyday, I think I'm a hermit, or at least want to be a partial one. While sawing a beveled edge to a 21 inch wide beam with a handheld electric saw that has a 20" spinning blade I stopped to let the saw cool and wondered how to better appreciate my surroundings. I'm surrounded by round yellow leaves dotting and white aspen trunks... In the distance red green and more yellow. And I'm pushing this big saw wishing and planning for an adventure elsewhere.

To hit the road

Last spring I learned about cruise ships crossing the oceans and added them to my dreams that I shared... I'm buying two tickets for the comming spring. In the last month I was asked if new things become harder for me... no... I was then asked why, and the little room concluded that i'm growing younger. which brings me to my frustration, everyone else seems to get older. and back to the opening thought...

a change

I turned up the short cut, a barely visible path towards the sprinter, and noticed that it is autumn. Sure I stop on my ride up and down the canyon to notice the colors, and had to deal with snow last week, but tonight the air had a presence, the moon was full and leaves covered the path.

Houseless

I left my house in Portland for what i thought was expediency, but in fact stupidity... not mutually exclusive concepts i know... and as a result every morning i do not know where i'm going to sleep the following evening. I also blame that decision for the change in my Face Book status. But every night I sleep well, tonight will be one of my first nights sleeping alone in some time, it will be in the treehouse. I'm sipping a tea for sleep, and will probably watch a movie on this tablet computer device in a moment. But I've been weighing getting a tattoo. Since I seem to always make the same errors in judgment I've been thinking that adopting some written rules of conduct, and printing them perminatly on my arm. The idea of coding the rules in picture form is probably not direct enough for me. Ask Listen Write down what was said then repeat it to what ever audance is appropriate... I know, not as sexy as a flying lion, Kali, or a compass rose... I'm going to collect my house next week

Note to self,

Do not try and open chicken package with house/car key because if it breaks it will take a week and several hundred dollars to get back into your house/car, and really do you really want to have to talk a sheriff into not towing it, I don't think he will believe that it takes five days to get a key. Besides you will probably have to have it towed the following week because of... really you think i'll explain that here?

I like to think that the Lariam was to blame, or credit as the case my be. The woman had been driving me crazy, but hadn't done anything to merit my reaction. I did turn the wrong way and the guards at the Mozambique border did have automatic weapons, but we were not in any danger. Her yelling didn't help anything, and wasn't the genisis of my annoyance, but to detail the why..., the way she couldn't drive at a smooth speed the way none of her stories made any sense, her advances. So I stopped the car, took my bag and walked into the corn field, finally safe.