I thought I would miss the basic amenities and the life I had gotten used to, but I really wasn't used to any kind of lifestyle. I had been a gypsy for a while already so I supposed it was more of a natural progression. There is nothing more liberating than knowing all you own in the world is contained in one suitcase. Before I left I gave away most of everything I own, because I wasn't going to need it anymore. It's just extra baggage, literally.

There is a certain culture about being a gypsy. There's an etiquette toward your fellow gypsies, and almost immediately you learn to live in a manner you never thought you would. You learn to live in the most basic way, to do without some things, to talk to strangers (which is scarier than it sounds). And most importantly you search for happiness. Fortunately, the quest itself, the actual process of looking so fervently, usually makes you pretty damn happy.

But what do I know. I'm just looking (in my own way) for what everyone is trying to find.