Comes apart tomorrow.

I think I will be able to use the wood to build my desk.

I might leave 2ft high sides on, as it would be handy for hauling stuff but hopefully not so high that it catches the wind. I’ll have to decide when the time comes.

But for tomorrow, my buddy Sam is going to help me take off the front, back (several pieces here) and the top. The top especially I’ll need his help with since it’s a couple of very large pieces.
It will be a lot of unscrewing brackets and braces mostly.

I’m getting sort of excited now thinking about having my truck back to normal. Taking the camper off is a large symbolic act I think, letting that part of my life go. Telling myself that that part is over, that I won’t be going back there. It’s difficult to put into words, especially as I’m not entirely sure what my feelings are on the matter.