Time for a change

I'm sitting at the McDonald's, inside of the Love's truck stop, in Tulare California. Just waiting for my 10 hour break to be over. Thank you McDonald's for the free wifi service. I pay enough for the broadband at home. I can't afford to pay in the truck too. But anyway, I'm sitting here looking at the pins on the back of my back-pack. Pins from camping trips and motorcycle rides. Realizing that I haven't done either in about five years. I took a job semi locally so I could be home more often, which I am home more often. But you guessed it. It's just long enough to make things convenient on the work place. They want to keep the truck rolling. So they let me take a 10 hour break at the house a couple times a week. That way they can put a body in that truck, and keep it rolling. So I actually get more rest at work then I do at home. Since there are no jobs at home. I'm stuck driving a truck. So I might as well go back to living in a truck. It would be easier.

I want to go camping with my 13 year old son. Just think. The last time we went camping he was 8 years old.