There’s always a downside to even the best things. While living the full-time RV life is one of the best decisions I’ve ever made, sometimes it’s tough. Right now, I’m sitting on a plane flying back to my RV home for the winter, a place I love. But even going back to a place you love doesn’t satisfy your need to be feel close to the people you love. I flew home for almost 2 weeks and while in some ways, it feels like I was there a long time, in other ways, it feels like I could use just a few more days. It always feels just a few days short.
I don’t miss the city life. I miss my people.
I love being on the road, being a mostly free spirit. Sure, life is still very structured with a 9-5 job, but I can do that job from anywhere. I like the simplicity of life on the road, but sometimes, actually every time, I go home, it’s tough to leave. People I love are there. People I used to see all the time, but now I never know when the next time I’ll get to see them is. Sure planes and trains and RVs can take you wherever you want to go, but I hate the feeling of missing people. It makes you feel hollow inside knowing that nothing you can do will bring them any closer.
So I sit on this plane thankful for the time I got with everyone back home, but still listening to sad music because sometimes, that’s just what feel good inside.
(Image quote created by me, song “Wherever You Will Go” by the Calling)
Freeway Gypsy 