No wonder she's not happy where she is.
I'm not happy there either. I look forward to finding my home. Tonight I will go visit a classmate's house and check out her situation. She has just a room for rent. She also has an 18 month old daughter and a musician housemate. The household atmosphere sounds lovely to me, international and musical. There are plans to start a garden next spring. There is a small yard. I hope there's a shed or garage somewhere that I can store all my outdoor gear.
I almost wish that I hadn't brought all this outdoor gear. The pursuit of recreation seems increasingly pointless to me. I don't want to drive great distances for a little taste of nature. I can get my dose of nature much closer to home. I don't have to go find snow so I can use my skis. The river in my back yard is fine. So I wonder about my choice to hold onto all this equipment. Yes, it would cost as much as a house to replace it all. But I don't know if I will ever use it again! And how much time and energy will I put into hauling it around and storing it? There comes a point when it is nicer to be fast and light. I'm thinking I've come to that point, but I haven't shed the layers of old lives just yet.