Here And Now: Almost Home
Just one hand on the wheel and all the windows down, I think I could drive this stretch forever. But somewhere up ahead, that right turn will take me Home. Right here and now, everything is as it should be. . .
Just one hand on the wheel and all the windows down, I think I could drive this stretch forever. But somewhere up ahead, that right turn will take me Home. Right here and now, everything is as it should be. . .
Calling the corner of Wilshire ‘home’ means learning to sleep through 3 a.m. mail trucks, overhead flights and constant police sirens – it’s too nice out to close the windows.
These stories feature summer jaunts that threaten to end with autumn leaves. Yet each one shows how to turn those sunshine moments into a year-round affair. August just keeps getting better. . .
It’s always easier to stay put. But today, turn off the news channel. Remind yourself that, statistically, coconuts are more deadly than terrorism, and face whatever fears are lurking in your luggage…
There’s a narrow second of calm between a wave’s ebb and flow; a brief opportunity to catch your breath or grab at drifting bikini ties. . .
In the States, social status hangs off a person’s employment. So what happens if your chosen career is “nomad”? If only they made business cards for the long-term traveler. . .
For the last 455 days, one very settled position (we bought a house!) offered unexpected views, and a brand new perspective on what I’d previously considered familiar scenery. . .