When I don’t have time to properly format a post. Could involve any topic.
A front passed through the lower half of the country and brought all sorts of hellish wind. Today is one of two days only, now, when I didn’t have a shower. I would have been locked up if I’d fired up the gas burner today.
It was a thoroughly shit day. So I photographed ugliness and decay since that’s its vibe.
Extreme winds. I’ve been awake since 2AM unable to get back to sleep due to the possible danger. The van shakes and the noise is constant and extremely loud and menacing. No way I’ll get back on the road if it’s like this.
Right now I just need the van to be safe, not overturned, no branch through it or tree crashing on it.
Warm nigjt due to the cloud cover which threw up brief sunrise colour, then a mongrel day. Staying in the area for follow-up tests regarding the stubborn UTI, and now a storage issue to attend to. Could be stuck until Sunday.
Not enjoying the days for that reason. I’ve lost sight and sense of the travel potential. And other homeless people in the region are getting me down. While we don’t speak, me avoiding it, there’s a shared connection and it’s very dark and heavy. They’ve been visited by the police, a linkage that I do not want. Society’s structure, prejudices and biases, all understable, are potently visceral to me. The public, even me, should feel safe. (Lately I haven’t so much: authorities included with the uninspired homeless.) Yet there’s no place for the homeless, as well.
I do need to move around, and since locations are limited in any region I have to move regions.
On the plus side, I have my set-up sorted now – provided I can get away with a hot gas burner in public – and the coast which I once considered cold is mild compared with up on the tablelands, so the weather moderated by the ocean is welcome.
