The Endless Wilderness Trail

My place of residence is where I receive all of my mail, but my home is the endless wilderness trail. If I didn't have these rescues who need me to care for them, I would leave all of this behind, my possessions and apartment. Every night I would fall asleep beneath a galaxy of stars, to the sounds of chirping crickets and croaking toads and frogs, and in the morning I would awake to a fantastic panoramic view, never the same, always brand new, and whenever my journey would venture close to an established town, I might just wander off that trail and stick around, for a few days in the comfort of some motel, where I could bathe, charge my devices and sleep in a bed as well, and treat myself to a suburb restaurant meal, then maybe hang at a local pub and get familiar with the locals. After a few days of that and all restocked on supplies, until the next local established town arrives, I would then head again back my home, to my endless wilderness trail, free to wander and roam. I would hike through out the northern region, during the spring and summer season, then hike my way down south during the fall and winter, where the temperature is higher and noticeably warmer. A new adventure and journey every single day. Oh how I wish I could be living the rest of my life presently that way. One thing is for sure, I will get there one day, and finally be home all night and all day.