I still spend most of my day wondering what the heck I am doing and if I am ever going to admit to people this is how I want to live. I don't mind telling people of my trip last fall, but there is something about intentionally living on the road that makes me nervous to tell others. In my head it is the most exciting scary thing I can think of. I figure it is a lot like someone telling me how awesome a roller coaster ride is. I won't argue the point with them, because I accept it as a reality of their feelings, but you won't catch me jumping on that band wagon. So I sit silently by with only my trusted friends, and a few people who have already stumbled onto my blog, waiting with giddy anticipation for July 1, when I officially become part of this country. Not a Pennsylvanian, ohian or Montanian, but an American. Absorbing all the country has to offer" one mile at a time.
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