ladykatza

i spent a year of my young adulthood traveling the Renaissance Festival circuit. i lived in a tent and relied much on the goodwill of others as i had no mode of transportation. it was easier for me that most i suspect, being a female of reasonably attractive stature. and i had something that many didn’t, and that was understanding parents. mom would write me letters and send me care packages with coloring books and other fun goodies. but there was some hard times there, for it made me realize what it would be like to always depend on others, to not be self sufficient. i learned a great deal about the dynamics of relationships. in other words.. i made a lot of mistakes. but they were good mistakes because i learned from them.

i like it when i don’t have to drive because it means i get to inspect the surrounding landscape. recently a friend of mine told me that if you watch closely, all of those wooded areas inbetween major roads, in the median of the freeway, and exit ramps, you can often see the homeless. under bridges as well. people don’t think about homelessness in this country much because 1) we have relative few compared to many countries and 2) they are well hidden. i’ve noticed in the wooded area on the hwy 5 access road to I-75 quite a few tents covered with tarps. some the bright blue you would expect and others camauflaged. it made me think of the camping areas of rennies and the way that i lived then. only for me it was a choice. for them? i do not know, but i wonder.