Nevada 208

The sun shines through the poorly covered windows of my car I can see the water from the condensation dripping down onto my blankets, it’s time to get up. It’s been getting colder in the desert so sleeping in isn’t much of an option especially when the inside of the car is colder than the world outside of it. The sun shines bright here in Nevada which plays a large part in my ease of staying here. Everything has been new to me though my routine has stayed consistent, the experiences that make up a large part of our daily human lives have all been new to me. I think that’s what we yearn for when we travel its not always these grand moments or life-changing events but sometimes the simple fact everything we are experiencing is new and questionable to our very eyes. Travel isn’t always fancy and luxurious and If it always is you aren’t doing it right. Traveling into the unknown can be anxiety-ridden and at times a series of unfortunate events. It can force you to think on your feet and endure some of the shit you wouldn’t normally want to endure in our painfully normal lives.

Living in Nevada specifically, Las Vegas isn’t the most glamorous or picture-perfect travel life you would envision because it certainly isn’t. It’s all new to me though which ultimately is what matters the most to me. Like the romantic optimist in me, everything is new the coffee shop, the gym, the grocery store, and the people. I find it exhilarating a new man in a new town with no one to know but everyone to meet. The catch is I can only tolerate this feeling of newness for so long before it escapes me. I have figured out my baseline for most any place is six months It’s difficult to commit to anything longer than that. How can I know ill be happy beyond that? Six months gave me I felt plenty of time to explore a place and call it home. A sense of what it’s like there and give me the knowledge to come back ever and know what there isn’t and is. Beyond six months… that’s a commitment one I’m not sure I can make just yet.