The year started out a bit on the murky side. I wasn’t sure what I was doing, and if I really wanted to continue being a full-time vagabond, wandering around the country. I still liked seeing new places, but the work of getting from Point A to Point B over and over again was taking its toll. Let’s face it, constantly thinking 6-12 months out about camping reservations isn’t for the faint of heart. Even a project manager can get burned out by that, given enough time. Maybe seven years was enough.
