my home away from home

i totally appreciate weekends on the mainland. it's freedom. it's fun. and it's an adventure...because this just so happens to be where i stay. at first i greatly disliked sleeping on this boat. i mean, sure it was kinda fun...but not ideal. and sometimes there's shady people there. but i realized this weekend, after i rolled into the marina one night, that strangely enough, there was actually a somewhat comfortable feeling to it. maybe just because it has become familiar. as i walked through the gate and rounded the corner to the somewhat gross bathroom...i caught myself feeling at home for a second. maybe that's a good thing, maybe that's a bad thing. i haven't quite figured that one out yet....but it definitely just confirmed my vagabond lifestyle.

my search for a home and a job continues. two and a half weeks left here on the island! whoa. i'll take any prayers ya'll want to bring before the Lord on my behalf!