For full effect you need to use a bit of drawl when you read the title. Got it? Ok.

Apparently standing on the roof of your truck caulking a camper just screams “Ask me where I’m going. Come on, ask!”
And I’m okay with that, surprisingly.

Today, one middle aged man asked me if I was going on an adventure. I said, “yeah. I am.” and smiled.
So he asked me where I was going. That’s where I hesitated just a bit, then I decided what the he’ll, I don’t know this guy, why not tell him the truth. So I said, “I’m living in it.”
He looked a bit confused about what to say so I followed up with “it’s an adventure, to be sure!”
He laughed,gave some suggestions about this and that in the building of it, then said “well be careful!” and drove off.

My first time admitting without shame that I’m living in my truck.

Less shame leads to less guilt leads to less stress.