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 …