The deeper reason for our recent spontaneous travel

The deeper reason for our recent spontaneous travel

On Monday, March 23, I woke up in our campsite on Assateague Island, our home until Wednesday. Wednesday night was a question mark. We had nothing booked yet, and besides the cardinal direction of "south," could end up pretty much anywhere. This had become a normal pattern for us, planning very little ahead of time and booking campsites on a rolling basis. Some days, we woke up not knowing where we'd spend that night.