The Cycle

By halamen  |  Location: United States  |  12/17/08

I've been living the cycle for years now.

Maybe you know the one: home and away, home and away, but never really home. I haven't lived in the same building for more than 11 months at a stretch since I went off to college.

And increasingly in recent years, my "home" has actually been someone else's—parents, friends, parents-in-law, bouncing back and forth like a game of avoid-the-rent ping pong.

Life is certainly simpler when lived in this manner. I'm debt-free after all, no mortgage, no car payments, no TV. But there are times when the cycle gets me down.

There are times when I long for a final resting place for the stack of boxes I have sitting in storage in Portland. Times when I need access to all my books at once, the CDs I left with friends in Colorado, the 10-year-old journal gathering dust in a San Antonio closet.

Times when I get downright sick of living out of suitcases and overstuffed guest-room bureaus.

But it's showing no signs of stopping. After the holidays, I'm back on the road, heading down to South America for perhaps a year. And beyond that…well, my wife wants to go to grad school in Scandinavia, I have my sights set on an extended tour through the Middle East, and we both fantasize about doing another stint in Korea.

So today, I'm wondering where the cycle will take me, what more it has in store for me, and when it will finally deposit me in a place I can call home, somewhere I can attach myself to and, just maybe, never let go.

Today at least, I'm wishing that would happen sooner rather than later.

Anyone have any coping tips for when the cycle gets you down?

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