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It has been 24 days since I drove to California and purchased a Sprinter. Twenty Four days of an emotional rollercoaster to say the least. 

In life as a whole I have always held high expectations for everything, everyone, and just about every situation I jump into or come in contact with. At the age of 31, I have realized the focus has been placed on the wrong subject. It is I who often does not meet the expectations set so damn high. In a short; I relocated to Oregon on a whim to work with a gentleman who offered to help me with my build in a timely manor and as well offered me a fun exploration of the PNW. I of course without thinking jumped at the opportunity with not a thought about who this might effect, why I was really going, or if this was truly a bright decision. Well, 24 days later I have face palmed a few too many times and decided to come back home for several reasons. 

This van is my heart, my home, my gift and my way of building a better me. The better me is not Oregon. It is not in these snow covered mountains, beside anyone here, wandering these lonely roads or steep buttes. I left my heart in Pennsylvania as well as every tool needed to truly hammer in positivity and love into this project.

HEART

HEART

GHOST