SOMETIMES VAN LIFE SUCKS
Once upon a time, I had an objectively good career as a lawyer and was starting to build what looked like the perfect adult life. Boyfriend? Check. House? Check. A ton of random crap to fill said house? Check. But I felt like the walls were closing in. The whole thing became a box that I had to break free from.
When I first set out on the road, I felt the most profound sense of freedom. Everything was in front of me. As terrifying as it was breathtaking, the world was waiting for me. Van life has shown me a world I never knew existed: a haunted house in the middle of the desert on the border of Mexico, hidden hot springs with characters who haven’t participated in “society” in years, and chance
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