Moved to a new spot.

Yesterday, I was planning to go into town this morning, so I pulled into a boondocking spot about half a mile down the road, still within the trust lands I've been comfortably ensconced on, which is closer to the main road and to town. But when I woke up this morning, I was unable to summon enough ambition to go into town and do some shopping like I really need to.

Yes, I procrastinate doing things like this, and sometimes ambition is hard for me to come by, but it's definitely not normal for me to wait until I'm running out of things before driving a meager 4 miles into town and buying some groceries.... And I don't know what my problem is.

Everything is working fine, so my problem must be mental, and I think it could be a combination of things such as.....

1....The heat is bothering me. But it's not bothering me physically; I think it's a mental problem that I don't know where to go to escape the heat. Ordinarily, I would go to New Mexico, it's cooler there, but I really can't afford to live there after they started charging more for their state Park boondocking pass.

2.... I'm comfortable here. If I didn't like it here, there would be more pressure on me to move on, but since I enjoy being at this Arizona trust land location, it's harder for me to WANT to do anything different.

3.... I'm stuck in a rut. This rut is worse than normal, mostly because I've stayed here longer than I normally stay someplace, and the longer I stay someplace, the deeper that rut gets, and the more difficult it gets to pull myself up and peek over the edge and see a bright, shiny future waiting for me.

So all in all, I'm sure I'll survive, I just need to shake off this lethargy, apathy, and most of all this lazy to the bone syndrome.

Theboondork

 
 
 

I moved down the road a piece, so I would be closer to town whenever the mood hits me to go buy some food.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 

I used to go walking up these hills, but no more. Sneaky snakes might be out slithering around in this heat, and I don't care to step on one of the rattley kind…. I have no fear of snakes, but I'm not stupid.

And by the way, living in South Florida as I did is no place to be if you don't like snakes.

 

Sunrise ….. Or maybe the sunset. It's hard for me to tell anymore. One day is much like another.

 
 
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Sunday, mostly R&R.