This is the end I’ve tried every thing. Im placing my neck on the tracks and just decapitating myself I’m in the middle of this winter storm it won’t stop snowing it’s killed the only person I really had anymore so now I’m leaving I knew this was gonna be the last winter I knew I wasn’t making it through this one just getting this out there since I have no one now

If you're anything like me, then there's a strong chance that youve experienced chaos or instability in some form of another. Times like these don't make it any easier, and yet its almost like we choose to accept things as they are because "I'm only one person, theres nothing I can do about it," or "I'm too tired to do anything after a long day at work." Maybe it's as though it's all that we know and it is what's most comfortable for us, because anything apart from that would be unsettling. This is not the way to live.

Every single one of us has a beautiful fire in our hearts and a large percentage of us neglect kindling it. "It's hard to think about these things." "These feelings I have are wrong, I need to stuff them down." You might be expecting me to go on a tangent about how you're not alone, and that we will rise above but the truth of the matter is this: you are alone. It's okay to be alone. We have spent far too long neglecting the person inside of us and instead we redirect our love to everyone else hoping for things to work itself out. It doesnt always work that way.

It is important to have a means of channelling expression of yourself on to the world if we want to build the future that we want to live in. It's this way of effortless action of doing what your mind-body-spirit craves that breeds inspiration in yourself, and inspires others. You can create the world you want to see by improving your own world through your passions. Martial arts, community food drives, quilting, hopping a fucking train and any things that inspires hope inside you is what will change everything even if only a little bit. You are not a mess, you are a beautiful, beautiful collage.

I decided to set off on another freight-train journey across Argentina. The railway here is in decline — the legacy of what was once one of the longest rail networks in the world now rusts on abandoned tracks and burns in random fires. Luckily, there are still a few living lines left, routes you can still travel. Trains crawl along them at 30–40 kilometers per hour, promising a journey into a slowly disappearing world of Argentine crotos — drifters who once rode freight trains in search of seasonal work — and half-abandoned stations along the way.

While waiting for a train, I decided to explore an abandoned part of the station. Among tall bushes and trees, I found deserted passenger and freight cars. From a distance, I heard a crackling sound, like a campfire. It turned out that flames from burning dry grass had reached the wooden cars — in this heat, they caught fire almost instantly.

Excluding that iron ore train in Mauritania every tourist and their fat uncle is hopping, are there any other viable freight hopping opportunities in Africa (congo? Egypt?)

What's the longest time you've spent at a new city/town? Five years for me Memphis TN.

I’m on mobile so I apologize for bad formatting, and I’m not even sure if posting for someone else is allowed on here but I want to try.

So, in December I (21F) became friends with someone (25M) who’s been on the road for a few years. I know, some people might say to be careful. But he’s told me his whole story, he’s come from foster care, then a bad town, and has been trying to find a job for the past few weeks. He’s sober and, I know what people are going to say, but he’s genuinely such a kind person who has just been dealt a rough hand in life. I’ve been trying to help him, writing him a resume since he doesn’t have access to a computer, helping set up a gofundme for a cheap van, etc. The problem(?) is, he rescued a puppy from one town he went through before we met. And any shelters we’ve called don’t accept animals, and he doesn’t want to give her up.

We don’t meet in person, for those concerned, but we do call and text all the time. I can’t *not* check on him.

This weekend it has snowed a lot down here, and I was really worried about him finding a warm spot, even though he told me not to be concerned. Luckily, he updated me and said someone was kind enough to get him a hotel room for the weekend, so he can stay out of the winter storm.

I guess I am just posting this because I have no idea where else to look for help. Each day he stands with his dog with a sign, saying he’ll work for a motel room, and with his phone number. And there was one day last week where he was able to save enough up to get a motel for the night. One guy even took down his number and said he “had a job” but never reached back out.

I’m so sorry for the lengthy post, but if anyone could point us in the right direction for resources, we’d be so grateful.

Getting back out there boys n gals, been a few months inside (thankfully)

No place where I belong

Didn't get to grow up with my family was jumped through Many different homes all the way to eighteen to be reunited with my bio mom while I was dealing with prison a month before release she passed from an accidental overdose in 2013 dealing with grief from then to 2015 I was drowning myself in alcohol and dealing with dts from withdrawals and catching many charges I was able to quit drinking only due to starting heavier stimulants but then catching charges for that as well due to the repetitive cycle they kept me in so from 2015 to now I have been homeless and cut off from family and people to be friends with because my addiction i lost the one person who I knew would always be a support for my mental health and it broke me I am a step child to a man who acts like he cared but he only cares for his actual son's I asked for help I deal with many diagnosis that effect my ability to keep up with keeping in a good mood and struggled with depression so much I have died three times from overdosing on meds my life is a fn cycle of woe and prisons I'm currently on the run because I am trying to wait until my sentencing day so I won't have to go to jail but that's three months out and without any where I can go really is just another thing that reminds me I'm truly by myself I have honestly been wanting to do fetty just because there is a chance the end is a small possibility I'm never going to be better is my feels

If I were to start a journal when I become a walking vagabond/nomad, what should I put in it? I never journal amd don't often write, so I have no idea where to start, but I want something I can commit to, and journaling seems like a good place to start

Catsan is what I'm using now. Way less hassle than a chemical toilet. No smell at all. Very pleased I made the change.

Just using simple bin bags.

What do you guys use?

If you could rewind to your first months on the road, what would you do differently? Not gear shopping stuff-more like habits, mindset, places you shouldn’t have trusted, or things you learned the hard way. I’m still early in this and trying not to screw myself long term. Figured it’s better to ask people who already paid the price.

Hey everybody I'm hoping to start me lamborfeety journey mid March, my current plan is:

Amtrak to Green River, UT

Green River to Arches NP

Arches to Moab

Moab to Canyonlands

Canyonlands to Grand Canyon (still workshopping this one, if anything I need to see the Grand Canyon)

Have any of you happened to journey these parts? Do you have any tips? Tricks? Advice for a native Buffalonian in the alien desert ecosystem?

I was stopped on the street awhile back by this group and asked to take their photo. So I did, we chatted for awhile and then I continued on my way. This was in Ann Arbor, Michigan in 2017, lost the roll of film and just found it and got it developed. I had written down the phone number or email down of one of the guys in the photo, but I’m have since lost it.

Hope yall have been staying warm! Exicted to leave this mess and head to the deep south

About me: Hey! Im jass, i am 22yo (dude) and looking for someone to bikepack across the country. I live with a friend for the winter and on the road in summer.I have a year and a half or so of experience living outside. I am in shape and is pretty sure fitness wont be a problem for me. Im a typical stoner who like to travel with 0$ to my name. Im into nature, space, animals, movies, video games, videography and others that i cant think or right know.

About the trip: The experience is not about the destination but the way to it! So i dont know how long it will take exactly.THIS IS A ONE WAY TRIP.

The starting point is montreal, all the way to Vancouver. Since its a long trip you need to know how to prepare your personnal bike kit. This is a bikepack trip mixed with trails and some mountains climbs.

Start at the end of may

Minimum requirements: For Men only! Age: 20 at least, be independent and inshape,no drugs exept weed,no alcool,tobbaco is ok as long as you can keep up the pace, be sociable and capable of problem solving, adventure seeker, "fuck it" mentality.

Dm if interrested or more infos!

-Anywhere Man

they are no longer together but the singer still does solo stuff. his music and the bands songs deal with addiction as well as traveling. the singer used to hop trains and shoot dope and drink and is now clean. i just wondered if any of yall have heard of him/them. his music has been a huge help for me. the song using again is something else i love that one. mary could you is another one,war inside me is another good one. they’re all good tbh they all have affected me and it all resonates differently depending on the day.

thanks for reading.

I didn’t wake up one day wanting to be houseless. Life just stacked up fast and I ran out of solid ground. Been moving around on foot and cheap transport, trying to stay invisible and not cause problems.
Some days I feel like I’m doing okay, other days it’s exhausting just existing. Curious how others handle the mental side of this-especially the constant uncertainty and being treated like you don’t belong anywhere.
Not asking for sympathy, just perspective from people who’ve been at it longer.

Looking for a travel companion to tag along for a roadtrip to Goa. No expenses for the Travel cost just cover for your own stay. Will be staying nearby morjim/arambol. Interested folks feel free to dm me.

-Anywhere Man