Time to get a place to live. Well, a place to keep my stuff. As genius George Carlin said, "while you go out and get ... more stuff." It's difficult to think about this after containing life in a backpack for so long. I don't want to lose that sense. But to keep crashing much longer, I might burn. No wallpaper please. Just a garage with some hammocky rafters and maybe a wood stove. Plumbing would be good too.