Just a wee bit over 8 months ago I began the journey of life on the road. An idea of where I was going but not a clue as to what I was in for. My worst day on the road this better than my best day sitting around the house watching tv. Even with its challenges I find myself loving it more and more.  traveling around exploring, having adventures. Then you find a spot where you say "Hey, maybe I could hang here" Either the fates allow or it is simply not the right time. I am happy where I am now. Came for a week and new I would be back and happy to hang my hat for a spell.
John Mayer sings it so well in a song called 3x5.