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Life in this RV-Cold.  Lonely at times.  Lovely at times.  I am here to be educated.  by myself, by nature, by a kindred soul.  I have found a sliver of peace but a slice of restlessness.  Peace with life- restless with my life's motion.  I wish this RV could move.  But it is dead.  Sitting cold- parked at the edge of the woods.  The enchanted grove is close- my place to listen, and be heard.  Here I feel more alive- more human and less of an artist.  The moon is my friend in any hour of desperation.  My wingman when I have no words.