10/10 Would Do It Again: My Journey to Freedom I don't remember much about that morning before I got to the dealership. Did I even eat breakfast? I don't even recall the drive that morning. I just remember my hands gripping the wheel, Bruno in the back seat, and the countdown timer on my phone finally hitting single digits. Coffee? Check. GPS set? Check. Heart absolutely pounding. Today was the day. The morning was gray and dreary, unremarkable, but it was about to set me on

There's a difference between making a decision and making a commitment. Buying the camper was a decision. Driving 1,600 miles alone to pick it up was something else entirely. With Bruno in the back seat, open road ahead, and more feelings than I expected. This is how The Sol Wanderer began.

Camping in the Rockies in March? Don't mind if I do... Fifteen miles of this. In the pitch black. It felt like fifty.... It started with a quick check of the weather. Then another. And another. March had no business looking that good in Wyoming. I checked five more times just to make sure the forecast was real. And then we made the decision: we were going. I had three days to get ready — three days to do everything I had told myself I’d have more time for. I had spent all win

A decision I haven't regretted for a second. My Dawn at dusk. Some of my best decisions have been made by the seat of my pants. Not recklessly. Not without thought. But with that particular brand of terrified confidence that comes from knowing you're about to do something before you fully know how or what. Before there was a camper, there was just a feeling. I was tired of feeling stuck. Stuck in place, stuck in routine, stuck in a life that had stopped feeling like mine. I w

This is a story about a trailer — but really, it's about what happens when you stop waiting for clarity and start moving anyway. If you've ever felt restless, unmoored, or ready for something you can't quite name yet, pull up a chair. You're in the right place.