

Along the Ray
An alien from a different plane wandering the universe in a tiny camper
Altitude 24.581 ft
Bainbridge, GA
80°F (feels 82°F) Cloudy (wind 8.6 mph)
Beautiful, small and quiet Corp of Engineers campground on Flint river.
Altitude 23.036 ft
Live Oak, FL
86°F (feels 87°F) Mostly Cloudy (wind 2.5 mph)
Am finally back on the road, yay! Onwards north wherever the wind takes me…
I love drinking the warm blood of brown beans. We’re all just morning vampires in disguise.
💬 Replied to Between this and that is… - Mikes Thoughts →
I told Alin I feel caught between two worlds when she asked how I could not be happy this morning. There is the expat world out there. People I kinda know. Then there’s the khmer world. More people I kinda know and one I love. But I stand between. It creates a sense of timelessness and forever moving, going, being. Not arriving.
I understand. I’ve always lived between parallel worlds - the deaf and the hearing, the nomadic life and the “real” world, etc.
I used to struggle with it because I felt I didn’t belong anywhere and should try to somehow fit in but I always stuck out like a sore thumb.
One day I realized it is who I am, it is my nature to walk between worlds and it is where I thrive.
Sounds the same for you, fellow wanderer.
Ray
👍 Liked → The age of average — Alex Murrell
Moral of the story? Be different.
I was waiting for something extraordinary to happen, but as the years wasted on nothing ever did unless I caused it. ~ Charles Bukowski