I woke up in my car this morning with the gray, overcast sky visible above me through the open moonroof. I couldn’t get up and shower, brew some tea, fry some eggs, sit at the kitchen counter as usual. I instead put on a hat over my dirty hair, went to a cafe to order coffee and a pastry, and thought about how lucky and how happy I am that so little satisfies me and excites me. I have this wonderful car, although this may have been my last night in it, I have pillows and blankets and clothes and shoes, a bag with eyeliner and a wallet in it, and it’s all I need at the moment. Never mind that my wallet holds only credit cards that are nearly maxed out. I’ll take care of that when I’m back from my hike. Let it be that I’m uncertain and still figuring things out as I go about patching up my life. I’ll get there. It’ll all be fine. Everything will turn out okay. Right now, I have my favorite hat on, a pastry in my belly, credit cards that let me temporarily put responsibilities on hold, a crazy, scary, beautiful adventure coming up, a room full of dehydrated food, a sweet mother who will mail it to me as I go, friends who are rooting for me, and God watching out for me. Isn’t life grand?