Looking Forward 


It’s weird, 3 months ago, to think that I was heading out on a work tour through the end of May. Animal rights activism. Living in a van.

Seems so far away now.

It’s been 20 days – 3 weeks – since I quit that job. I haven’t looked back once. No regrets about quitting. It has been an unexpectedly warm, interesting, welcoming life I have stumbled into since leaving the tour.
Sometimes I wonder, “What is happening to Grace (my tour partner)?” I know she is back on the road, but I have no idea who she is touring with. I wish her well and hope that the tour has significantly improved since my form of protest in quitting.

Since leaving, all I do is look forward.

  • What will I do?
  • How will I earn money?
  • Where will we live?
  • How will I find meaning in how I spend time?
  • What will I do differently as a result of what I have learned during the trip?
  • When will I return?
  • How will I return?
  • Will I let people know I have come back? Or just silently slink back into society? Pretend as though I never left.

Either which way I’m glad to be back with my partner, Sandy Patch.

Either which way I’m glad to be back with my partner, Sandy Patch. I may have another trip coming up, but I am happy it won’t be three weeks in between seeing each other, and spending a couple weeks with him as has been refreshing!

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