Reflections of a Rubber Tramp, One Month Into a New Job (and One Week Into a New Home)

Yesterday, I drove to work along my new route from my new home, and I passed by a Motel 6. I suddenly became nostalgic for the days when a stay at a Motel 6 was a luxury. What, with their flat beds, hot water, and ice machines – they were an oasis during my rubber tramping days. Honestly, it doesn’t Read More …

Georgia On My Mind

My time is running out. TransWorld is just about a month away. After that, I’ll spend about a week or so finishing up the Forgotten States Road Trip. After that – if my landlord honors our agreement – I could be asked to vacate my apartment at any time. So the pressure to figure out where I’m going to go Read More …

Coping with Competing Passions

I’m pleased to report that my head is in a slightly better place this week than it was last week. Last week, I was severely depressed – nearly suicidal, even – mostly because I was back in Green Bay and was unable to see a clear path back to the happiness I experienced on the road. This week, I’m still depressed, Read More …

Summaries of Days 13 & 14 – Stoners, Punks, & Values

Over the past three days, I’ve done a lot of thinking about what my life will look like after this trip is over. I think I’ve made considerable progress. And I might have a stoner chick to thank for the idea that sparked my imagination. Route Updates For all the miles and hours I’ve logged over the past two days, Read More …

My Job Market Value and Resulting Dilemma

When I began making these plans to retire and travel, I knew many people would encourage me to continue practicing law. We’re well-trained in America to equate money with happiness, and to encourage loved ones to make wise financial decisions. Even though I was prepared for this, there was an angle I had not considered. Early last month, I had a conversation Read More …

Discovering Passions and the Haunt Industry

I used to believe that I had a lot of passions. Ultimate frisbee, hockey, microbiology, astrophysics, quantum physics, and aviation were among some of the things I would describe as being my “passions”. And for nearly five years, I convinced myself that I was passionate about being a horror fiction writer. My “Passion” for Writing For years, I had been on Read More …