I Don't Own a Bed
A few years ago I thought I needed to start simplifying my life a little and get rid of some belongings that tied me down. In doing so, I also moved into a new house with a roommate who already had an extra bed. So, I sold my bed with most of my other belongings.
I moved again a year later into yet a smaller place that had a futon/bed combo for easy tiny space living. The bed was horrible. While in bed mode it fell over unless I propped it up with plastic storage bins, and even then had a weird angle that made you roll downhill onto the floor, or into the wall on occasion. I traveled a lot and was so happy to be home on that rare occasion that I put up with it for over a year.
Then I moved again, though I don’t really call this recent act a move – and if it is a move, I have no plans to stop any time soon. All of my belongings live with my brother or my parents, where they are fulfilling their destiny of being useful (like my Keurig and computer desk that my bro is utilizing, and my outdoor furniture that my mom gladly took off my hands). While I travel, which I call couch surfing but is far from it, I will be staying in more comfy beds than when I had a permanent home…..it’s a wonder I didn’t do this a long time ago!
It is a bit difficult having in-depth conversations with people and rationalizing that I don't actually live anywhere but where I am right now; explaining that I am far from homeless even if I don't come back to the same place regularly. But in all honesty, it is exactly where I want to be. I could have gone abroad where the notion of traveling would have been easier to explain, but for now, I am happy to explore places I haven't seen in my own backyard.
I am in the perfect place in my life, to be able to pick up and leave when the spirit moves me. I am motivated to see more, do more and learn more. I have a fear of failure, but I also have the drive and willingness to make the adventure a reality. I am a hard worker and lucky enough to have the opportunity to continue to work on the road for a period of time and a personal drive to continue learning on my own some of the things I haven’t had time for before. I have the support of my amazing friends and family to get out there and challenge myself to move on to the next stage of my life.
As I explore the possibilities of where I will land next and what I will do there, I am okay without owning a bed. I don’t miss my own pillow because I brought it with me. I don’t miss my own space because so many wonderful people are willing to share their world with me. Life is good.
