Where one lays his head:

• March 23: Log House - Lisbon, Ohio
• March 24-25: Limbo & Bird's house - Swannanoa, North Carolina
• March 26: Stover Creek Shelter - Appalachian Trail (AT) in Georgia
• March 27: Hawk Mountain Shelter - AT in Georgia
• March 28: Gooch Mountain Shelter - AT in Georgia
• March 29: Concrete floor of park pavilion - Lake Winfield-Scott, Georgia
• March 30: Neel Gap Hostel - AT in Georgia
• March 31-April 1: Ron Haven's Budget Motel - Hiawasee, Georgia
• April 2: Plumorchard Shelter - AT in Georgia
• April 3: Muskrat Creek Shelter - AT in North Carolina
• April 4: Carter Gap Shelter - AT in North Carolina
• April 5: Microtel - Franklin, North Carolina
• April 6-7: My Mom's attic daybed - Columbus, Ohio
• April 8: Motel Six - Columbus, Ohio
• April 9-19: Alli's Dad's house - East Palestine, Ohio
• April 20-21: Motel Six - Columbus, Ohio
• April 22-25: Alli's Dad's house - East Palestine, Ohio
• April 26: Limbo & Bird's house - Swannanoa, North Carolina
• April 27-May 4: Alli's Dad's house - East Palestine, Ohio
• May 5: Mike & Ginny's basement - Alliance, Ohio
• May 6-13: Alli's Dad's house - East Palestine, Ohio
• May 14-15: My Mom's attic Lay-Z-Boy - Columbus, Ohio
• May 16: Alli's Dad's house - East Palestine, Ohio
• May 17: Grant's Dad's couch bed - Zanesville, Ohio
• May 18-31: Alli's Dad's house - East Palestine, Ohio
• June 1-17: My new red house, Home - Black Mountain, North Carolina
• June 18-21: Fairmont Inn - Alpharetta, Georgia
• June 22-23: Home - Black Mountain, North Carolina
• June 24-27: Fairmont Inn - Alpharetta, Georgia
• June 28: Home - Black Mountain, North Carolina
• June 29-30: Alli's Dad's house - East Palestine, Ohio
• July 1-9: Limbo & Bird's house - Swannanoa, North Carolina
• July 10: Home - Black Mountain, North Carolina

That's thirty three changes in one hundred ten days. While it was happening, I attempted to wrap my head around that figure and hoped to come up with a dramatic life lesson I could share. Unfortunately, all I could do was try to find some amount of constant in my otherwise whirlwind existence. To say I was uncomfortable with all of it would be an understatement. In fact, it was all I could do to keep my head above water during those months; not even mentioning the life-altering events that were happening all around me at the same time.

Right now, as I sit in my new, "Home" I am finally feeling some kind of normal. This house is still weird to me, not surprising when you think about the fact that I lived in the Log House for thirteen and a half years. During those years (outside of the random long weekend), every night I laid my head on the same pillow in the same bed in the same house in the same town as every other night that had come before and would be to come. Now, none of what had become simple routine, is present. But I have no doubt that normality and routine are sure to come soon in this house as well.

Again, I've yet to come up with something of worth to share out of this experience. So I'll leave you with the words from a plaque that hung in my Mom's kitchen as I grew up, and now hangs in mine... Where ever you wander, where ever you roam, be happy and healthy and glad to come home.