Inspiration has eluded me recently, which is why it’s taken a while to make this post. Progress on the camper has happened, albeit slowly. I’ve made some good, positive changes in the process of creating my best life.
The camper and I have been spending time apart from each other lately. It’s being an asshole and I’m being stubborn, or maybe I’m avoiding confrontation. I can’t blame the camper. It’s experienced so much neglect and trauma; I guess it deserves to be an asshole. We will get through it together and our relationship will be stronger, but right now we’re experiencing a rocky phase.
Words, words, words—spinning through my head as I measure, cut, and connect. One word can have two or more meanings. Sister, tool, support, and skin are some of the words with multiple meanings that flow through my mind while I’m working. Support is one of the most crucial.
People have asked me how I know how to renovate the camper, and my answer is, “I DON’T!”. But I believe I can do it.