Wanted: someone to get into trouble with

Having a lot of free time to continue the journey to find out who you really are is not always what it is cracked up to be.  There have been many days lately have left me mostly in the house, it has been windy, cold, and rainy out in Southern Arizona at times.  For the most part I do not mind it, I can brainstorm, rearrange the house to be more efficient uses of space, and I can do some crafts.  This is where as of late; I have felt the wrath of loneliness.  Although I am not consumed by it, the feeling is hiding in the shadows.  I recognize it, so I reach out to cure it by calling friends from back East that are thinkers and just as concerned about the environment as I am.  Having had recognized that to be one of the biggest pieces of my solitude, so I deal with it appropriately.

The yearn to have a travel partner who is like me is real.  Someone who loves dogs, hiking, nature, learning the names of the flowers, trees, birds.  Someone who appreciates the environment and is willing to put all modesty aside and walk up and down a busy road to pick up other peoples nasty litter.  It is clear what I am looking for, yet the desolation and expanse of the desert leaves me rarely speaking or sometimes seeing another human for days at a time.  I laughed a few years ago when I first started researching this lifestyle at a facebook comment in a #vanlife group, that we needed a singles meet up.  Now I see real validity in it.  Albeit I am not looking for someone to take care of or someone to take care of me at this moment, it would be nice in the long run.  For now someone that I don’t feel obligated towards in a domestic sort of way, just someone to spend time with, have adventures and  create some travel memories with.

During the last chilly spell, it has come to my attention how much easier decisions come to those in pairs.  It’s not that I suffer from a lack of decision making; it just seems nice to say to someone else “hey, I’ve always wanted to go to…” and then go.  Plus the element of a sense of security, not that I have ever felt unsafe during my travels, but as I sit around this week, my contemplations and temptations to move on grows.  To branch out and reach out, to meet some people!

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Author: minimalvagabond

Outdoors. Tattoo collector. Biped and quadriped mom. Vet tech, Minimalist, searching for a simple, rich life. Nomad.

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