Yes I am back in Seattle, but depending on where I am when this is read, I may already be gone. Most of my time here so far has been working, and now it is over. I am no longer giving those Evergreen state fair goers, free Chevrolet tote bags. It’s time to plan on the road ahead again.
I came back to the Seattle area for some work, to see the friends that I adore, and even though I don’t like to admit it, to see a bit of my family. While I have been back, I was at the fair most of these days, and back sleeping on my parent’s floor. It has hit me, I am truly traveling. In other words, I am homeless, and I choose to live this way.
In the close to 2 weeks I have been back, it hasn’t felt like “home”. The 3 hours I spent at Pike Place market, that felt the closest to the home that I haven’t had since I left this place before summer set in, and I barely got to see anyone this around. Now summer has set out, and I am off again.
Now I have to find my creativity in a new way, because I no longer can just go “home” to what once was my little apartment in the noisy city, like I used to after a day of productivity. I need to find that new spark that has inspired a new creative outlet. My home is now on the road, where night to night is a different option to lay my head, and what the next day holds is mostly held upon the shoulders of the future, and in between all that, I have to find a space where I can just find me. I have now been on the road for 2 ½ months, from 7/16/2014. This means I have prolonged how to find my creative level in this amount of time, and its stops with the excuses. I am finding a new niche and I’m starting now.