I find myself more and more comfortable with the idea of becoming nomadic, knowing that my home will be wherever I am happy. However there is a lot to say about having a stable home. Late in his life my grandfather spent a majority of his time paying off the home you see in the background and making it a place for his children and his children’s children to grow and play in. After my accident I was left without a car but my grandpa left me his Kia before he passed. He barely used his car and kept it in prime working condition, perhaps knowing that one day he would leave it someone who needed it next. Who knows where I would be if he hadn’t put so much forethought into helping secure his family’s future here in America.
I’m always attracted to the reflections given off from the windows of my vehicle, especially the way these tall trees seem to border my home. This is a view of my current state of being, my home and also my office wrapped into one.
