Homeless

We're camping.

Cheater Camping.

The kind where you sleep in a tent next to a friend's trailer, use all their stuff and go into town to town 20 minutes away to take a shower at their house.

It's fun.

They are like family.

We are north, near our old stomping grounds.

I miss the pines.

I miss some of the people, but not that much. It's been more then 2 years now.

After two moves I feel more homeless then I ever have before. Somewhere out in the middle of no-man's land. The old places arent home anymore, the present place won't be home for long and the we have no idea where the next place could be.

So right now, home is in the SUV with me.