I heard someone say "you can tell the amount of material attachments an individual has by the number of keys on their key ring" (at least I think I heard someone say that but maybe I just made it up and don't want to take the credit due to subconscious self loathing). Regardless of who originated the thought, I am getting pretty close to a dematerialized nirvana. This past weekend I finished moving the remainder of my possessions to a 10x10 storage unit which is maybe only 50% full (I don't know why I have kept half the shit in there). Sunday I turned in my apt key downsizing to one key. Okay, realistically I have three keys - my car, storage unit and PO box (however I don't carry the last two around with me).
Where do I live? In a Hyundai Sonata. Thankfully my job doesn't have a dress code and provides most of my meals so it makes the vagabond lifestyle much easier than it could be. The biggest challenge is that since I'm almost 6'3", sleeping is a little cramped but it is working for now until I can upgrade to a larger vehicle.
A friend asked "why are you choosing to live out of your car when you make decent money? Most people only do that as a last resort." There are several reasons which are ancillary such as my work takes me all over the state and I don't want to waste time and fuel every day, or there is the fact that I've never made enough where I had extra money to save and now that I do, I want to seriously maximize it. However, the prominent purpose is freedom. Growing up I had dreams of riding my bicycle cross country or taking a sea kayak from Maine down to Florida and other probably hairbrained ideas. I knew my parents would never go for the idea considering the fact that I wasn't even allowed to play sports or really do anythig cool - ie I was homeschooled.
Not being allowed to make many of my own choices as a youth puts the vagabond lifestyle in a bit of cherry glow. I can go anywhere I have gas to drive to and have way less pressure to make money to pay for crap I don't want. Last night I drove by a lake before dark and decided to go back later to swim and wash up a bit (although the entire time I was rather scared a snake or snapping turtle would get me). The idea that because I felt like, I could do it is great. Sure any normal person could go take a bath in a lake but why would they when they have a perfectly good shower at home. Having to do the bizarre out of necessity is exhilarating. Not having a commute is great because I have extra hours to read a book (or write a book), take up knitting (or something foolish) or just stare at the stars. Sure I have bills to pay but they are nominal and about as scaled back as one can make them while still holding down a job.
When you are homeschooled (or at least my parents brand of homeschooling) you don't have friends, play sports, have any form of entertainment beyond books and are generally disconnected from the world. The concept of having roots and actually knowing people for years is completely foreign. I cannot fathom growing up with other young people, watching them go through their phases and seeing where they end up or just having town and state pride. While I prefer New England where I grew up to anywhere else I've lived (except Cali), I don't have the regional passion I see other people like most southerners or New Yorkers have for instance. I'm a soul without an anchor and the gypsies lifestyle fits me for now. This all may work its way out of my system eventually or I may just settle down because of a woman, but for now I'm just a single keyed rambling man.