2002Mar12

One delusion is that I’m always getting myself out of trouble when, in truth, I’m usually getting myself into it.

I have been living out of a backpack for a year. The first part of it I had a car. I have camped, slept in rest stops and neighborhoods. I have spent nights on couches, on floors, outside, stranded at truck stops, on the street, and on the road. Now I have a car again and I own more than I can carry.