Chapter 1: The Beginning

Time is our most valuable resource as humans.  

At least, I believe it’s one of the most valuable resources we have.  It can’t be renewed and you have no idea how much you have left or when it may all disappear forever.  

I want to use my time as wisely as possible.  I really feel it when I’m wasting it, or not using it to its fullest potential.  I’m very aware of it ticking away, slowly eating away at my unknown counter of years, months, weeks, days that I have left.  

I’m recently unemployed, and I have been job searching for a while.  I haven’t found that job I want to be doing yet, and I’m taking my time because I’m lucky/smart enough to have some extra money in the bank.  I’m not going to starve because I don’t have a paycheck.

Well, I found myself doing very little: sitting on the couch, hanging out with my girlfriend when she was off work (and her cats when she wasn’t), going to the beach whenever it was nice out, reading, but I spent most of my days on the couch at my computer.

I start to really feel that counter ticking away as I’m just sitting around.  Is this really the best way that I can use this gift of time where I have very little in the way of real responsibility?  I can do whatever I want, whenever I want.  I have nothing on the horizon to be back for.  No return to school or work, nothing.

I’ve always wanted to take a road trip to see the U.S. A long one.  Multiple months.  Take my time, see lots of things, wander around and do whatever suits my fancy.

This seemed to be my opportunity.  I have a good car, lots of time, and money in the bank.

I thought it over for weeks.

What problems might there be?

Where would I go?

How much should I estimate this to cost per month?

Is this a smart use of my money?  Should I just get some random job to keep me occupied until I can find the “real” job?

Would I be able to sleep in the back of my Subaru Forester?  Could I do it without having to pay for a campsite every night?

Would I get bored?  Lonely?

Lots of doubts, worries, anxiety filled my mind, but the ticking time counter was too strong.  

I committed to the trip.  Told my girlfriend.  Bought any necessary supplies.  Started planning a route.  Got the car packed.

And on the morning of June 27th, off I went.

The car packed and ready on the morning of my departure.

The car packed and ready on the morning of my departure.