Stranded and at the end of the line.

Hi I'm Noah. My van has died. I am over 1600 miles from the last piece of dirt I own..  Everything I have left is in it. I don't have friends and family. I got back to the east coast. About 6 weeks before the pandemic. I put money down a little house and started remodeling it. The only job I had left was delivering food. When my registration expired I was no longer qualified to deliver. There was no place to go every government building was closed. Now at 42 I just don't think I can manage sleeping under a bridge. 

  I sent out emails texts and the message apps I have. At least 2 for every mile I am from anything I have that could be considered a home base Around 3500.  Some where people that bought my art or jewelry. Some where people I have helped, worked with or just stopped and changed their tire.

My van holds the last of my tools, clothes my place to cook and just have a bit of security so I can sleep. I have been moving trailers of materials and other odd jobs till the pandemic situation changes. With repairs, maintenance, and basic living expenses. There is no room to save. It will be end of January before I get my taxes and All. 

My plan is to get a small RV/ Motorhome. A small car to tow behind. Register them and insure both. Then get back food, grocery deliveries and doing people's errands. The best part with be to release my creative energies. In a productive way. While not being completely stressed. I would like to start a bit of normalcy as well. 


Thank you for at least being patient enough to get this far. Have a great journey.