Living In A Van, The First 30 Days.

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“Small rooms or dwellings discipline the mind, large ones weaken it.” ~Leonardo Da Vinci

I have to admit I was a little scared when I started out on this next phase of my life. In fact, I was so scared that I didn’t really start it until about two weeks after I moved out of my apartment. I went from my dad’s to my brother’s and onto a buddy’s of mine in Colorado before I actually set out on my own. Once I actually hit 30 days of living in my van, I had learned a lot and looked forward to having an opportunity to sit down and write this post.

Here are just some of the things I have learned so far:

I have got a lot more time to read.

I mean a lot more time. My reading took a hit when I became a writer. My time spent in cafes went from reading books to writing them. In the past few years, I’ve rarely had the opportunity to sit down and read. Now, without the internet, I don’t have a choice. And, I am enjoying it quite a bit.

Even though I reduced everything I own down to the contents of a minivan, I still might have too much stuff.

Now that I have been on the road I can see that there are things in my van that I haven’t touched. Things that take up precious space. When you live in a van, space is as good as gold. The best day of my life may have been the day I realized that I could get more living space just by moving my passenger seat up about six inches.

I even have too many clothes. I have experienced climates from snow in the Rockies to the beach in Mexico and there are clothes I still haven’t touched.

By having so little, I appreciate everything so much more.

Remember that extra six inches of space I got by moving my passenger seat up? It really was a great day. I was amazed, and had thoughts like, “Whoa, look at all this space.” Things like this kept happening all month. The campsite toilet and shower at Davis-Monthan Air Force Base seemed like a luxury. It even got to the point that I thought things were too comfortable.

I don’t buy anything new unless it is going to replace something else, preferably two somethings.

Well, in most cases. I did buy a little gas barbecue. It is instances like this why other things I buy need to replace two things, to make more room. While still in Colorado, I got a new Carhartt jacket. This jacket replaced my super warm fleece and a Gortex jacket I had. One piece of clothing replaced two. And when you wear an XXL jacket, that is a lot of space saved.

Everything I need is always with me.

If I need a piece of tape, a dab of coconut oil, or an impact driver, all I have to do is go to my van. Everything I own is in it and well, I live in it so it’s always with me.

My buddy in Colorado asked me something to the effect of, “Did you bring your boots with you?” “I live in my van.” I said, “I brought everything with me.”

I can do and go where ever the eff I want.

For example, I am writing this from my apt in Guanajuato, Mexico. Now, I didn’t drive here but because I live in a van, I was able to park it and put the gas money to good use. Like, apartment rent and a bus ticket.

The simpler my life has become the happier I am.

I found myself walking back to my van after a bathroom trip one night and just started laughing out loud. It’s hilarious. I’ve spent so much of my life trying to acquire more and more things with hopes of being happy and here I am, that happiest I have ever been in my life, and everything I own fits in a stupid minivan


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One comment on “Living In A Van, The First 30 Days.
  1. Found ya on instagram. I dig your blog! Seems as If the world is becoming more automated and machine-like every day. Which is great, but we tend to forget we’re all biological beigns, not mechanical.

    Our modern society isin’t really conforming to our biological/primitive needs.

    I like the “primitive” theme you have going on.

    I’m working on building my own truckhouse of sorts for really simular reasons.

    Keep up the good work.


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