After Six Months Of Being On The Road, I’m Ready To Go Home
The Excitement and Exhaustion of Travel
Living my life at this very moment, residing in my minivan converted into a campervan. I’m living one minute, one mile, and one cup of light roast black coffee at a time.
What I’m wrapping up. Tell me if this sounds familiar: I have so many projects that I need to wrap up.
I am finishing up my “Fund Your Dreams” course, the eBook is completed, like, for real, it’s in the Amazon KDP hopper, and all I have to do is hit publish.
The course was completed, but I keep redoing it over and over again. I’m still passionate about this project, but it’s not the project I’m most passionate about. The eBook and eCourse give the step-by-step way that I was able to fund the 6-month road trip that I’m currently on.
I’ll spill the beans. I was able to do it by creating and selling simple digital products using everyday tools and applications like Word, Google, and Canva.
Did I mention Canva is the sh*t? Although it’s down at the moment, which is why I’m writing this article. C’mon Canva Team
I feel like Derek Murphy, writing every little detail of my life. But I like his writing style even if he is crazy as f*uck. Maybe all writers are crazy.
I guess.
What I’m most passionate about at the moment is starting a True Crime YouTube channel, and let me tell you, I’ve been working behind the scenes. I’ve always had a thing for true crime stories, but I never wanted anyone I love to become one of those stories.
But it’s happened.
After 6 months of being on the road, I’m ready to go back home. To my home base in Ohio. I don’t have a home. I’m Houseless and Zipcodeless. I have a room at my cousin’s house, and it’s really my room, although she’s got a bunch of stuff in it. I have my stuff there too.
My other cousin, whose daughter is affectionately known as my baby cousin, was murdered, and I can’t type that without crying. I cry every single morning.
She is getting a four-bedroom house now that she has to raise the five children she left behind. She always let me stay with her when I came to town when she had the one bedroom.
She was never there, so I had the place to myself mostly. Except when my cousin Nia, R.I.P., was popping in and out with the kids. She told me she wants me to come back and help her.
I’m going home to help her for a while. Thankfully, there are a ton of family members helping at the moment.
Curve Balls
I’ve been planning to kick off a YouTube channel and podcast for what feels like forever, and yeah, this was way before Nia’s savage murder.
I was initially going to dive into the true crime story of my father’s murder, which, depending on who you ask, is either solved or unsolved. By the way, don’t worry about feeling sorry for me.
Life has thrown some curveballs, but it’s also been pretty effing good. I’m on a bucket list road trip!
And….I’m a bit on the crazy creative side, and I can turn pain into written words.
As I mentioned, I do have a room, but I can’t stay in one place too long, so I hop around from cousin to cousin’s houses. Truth be told, when you stay with anyone too long, things go left.
It’s why I say I don’t have a home. I’m crazy as FK, and I need to be alone to create and be crazy creative.
Everyone that I have stayed with while temporarily out of my van will attest that I’m super clean and clean up. I contribute $$$ to the household, and I don’t touch their stuff. I’m quiet. I’m a good house guest.
I enjoy living with cousins but not longer than a few weeks.
I’m in San Diego, and truth be told, I don’t feel like driving 3K miles back home. I seriously thought about getting one of my sons a plane ticket to have them come and drive me, but then that would be more expensive, and yeah, don’t think that will happen.
Okay, enough today in the crazy chronicles. Canva is down, and it probably is an indication that I should take a break from creating. But of course, until Canva comes back up, I’m writing.
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NIA April 15, 1989 — Sunset August 5, 2023