Spent some time pondering life while thunderstorms rolled through McClure Pass this week. It was beautiful, quiet, and just what I needed.
A big part of me wants to load The Rig with only the cats, all my camping gear, the few bits of tech I need to run my business, and whatever else fits—leaving the rest behind when I roll out of Colorado and head home to New Mexico in February.
Sometimes we have to scrub our whole life clean, beginning again and again as often as it takes to really come home to ourselves.
This may or may not be one of those times.