Life is good.
I"m 63 now, haven't had my own place since a one year stint in '95. Before than, not since '85.
Some people like/need to lay down roots. Good for them.
I"m more like a drifter, the world is my home, and where I lay my hat.
Since variety is the spice of life, we can choose our own lifestyles.
Currently living with g/f, who's at a convention in PuertoVallarta.