Not that anyone asked, but the last time I slept indoors in a bed was 7 years ago. March 2015. 2,725 days ago (and counting). I spent a month holed up in a little hotel room in downtown Oakland recuperating from detached retina surgery.
Since people sometimes DO ask about this, I PREFER living outside. I have a beautiful spot in the woods with lots of fresh air and sunshine and trees and feral cats. And I hope to keep living like this for as long as my health holds out and I can withstand some of the harsher elements of the trip. . . I do have my fair share of problems in life, and various things that are bothering me. But this isn’t one of them.
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