I so much enjoy everyone's comments, and see myself in so many people who've said it all so well that to respond with my own comment just seems like another "me-too" post.
I'm new to the forum, new to the concept of car-dwelling, but not to driving and camping solo across the country just to see what's what. And not new to selling out everything over the years on "a crazy whim" to move from Michigan to Colorado, and Colorado to Missouri to start a goat farm, and back to Michigan to start another goat farm; and again selling everything I owned in Michigan to move to Florida with nothing more than a few possessions in my Prius and not knowing where I was going.
And here I am, antsy again... seems four to five years in one place is all I can stand, heh.
I think I simply have a very strong sense of adventure and desire to challenge myself to extremes, driven by boredom of staying in one place too long. Marriage, family, career and white picket fence were never for me, seemed too much like legal slavery, lol.
I've always said that I was born 120 years too late... I would have been Calamity Jenny on horseback, bucking tradition and societal norms by riding through the plains and mountains.
I'm 67. Family and friends were relieved when I moved to Florida five years ago. And yet, to their shock, I am once again selling off everything and getting ready to set off on another "grand adventure."
And once again, no one around me can understand why I'm thrilled by the prospect rather than terrified, especially in this Florida retirement park. But I can't say what I really think: "Better to ride off into the sunset than to sit and molder in a rocking chair." lol
I'm really very grateful to find so many people like myself here, the first I've found in all these years, such a relief. I love learning the tips and tricks of nomadism, and appreciate those willing to share... thank you so much.