The beginning of my nomad's life

To realize my project, I have to put some money aside and limit the spending. Luckily, by generosity, out of friendship, the friends agree to accommodate me in their house. One very thank you to them!!! So the April 1st, I have to leave this house which I liked so much, to leave my owner, neighbor and friend to whom I owe so much and which I appreciate enormously, and to leave my independence ... Finished breakfast on my terrace in the sun, every Sunday in my kitchen garden or the evenings "apéritif-barbecue-palet" .... Finished the meals improvised with Jacky, the endless discussions on our past and current companies ...

I am independent for my 17 years and today in 33 years, I do not have a roof anymore. I smile by telling me that I become "a homeless person" for one and a half year. Administratively, it is true but it is a choice and so many doors are opened to me and so much hands are tightened at me. And then my life did not change (at the moment) still the evenings with the friends, the moments a lot (a little more organized) with Jacky the only difference it is that my closet limits itself to a backpack the beginning of my nomad's life today