Nomads

So... from May 19th until June 1st I was almost homeless. I had home in Michigan- but I was working in Framingham, so the commute from Michigan wasn't going to go too well. I decidedly to idly move around and live with friends until we could move into to the house, Mauna Loa, for the next year.

So there are two types of reactions to this introduction
1) oh my gosh, that's so much fun, I don't mind not being home and I love friends
2) oh my god, I'm so sorry, that's terrible

The reality is somewhere in between. It's extremely nice to not have any specific roots or ties. It's nice to know that everything you own fits in one automobile (that you also own) and can keep with you. It's nice to see a bunch of your friends in a short period of time. It's nice to get to eat out a lot.

It's not nice to not have laundry. It's not nice to have one hour-one and a half hour commutes everyday. It's not nice to have it be hard to get to all of your things because you're not *really* sure where you packed them, even when you thought you were. It's not nice to be sleeping on floors. It's not nice to feel like you're imposing on your friends. It's not nice that it gets expensive.

As such we moved a lot. It went about like:

One day RI
Two days CT
One day MIT
One day MI
Two days Canada
One day RI
Two days CT
One day Paul's Apt Boston

I'd never moved so much before. I have to say, after doing that, and realizing I could sleep in my chair in the car if I *really* wanted to, I feel pretty comfortable being an adult. It was a nice firm realization into "life beta."

Thus- I propose everyone should at some point take a stab at being homeless. Even with all the resources available to you, and probably a fair degree of funding, you'll realize that it isn't so easy, but you can get by.