Two angels who are part of the skoolie community I visited living not far from here took me with them today to do laundry. I think I ended up having seven loads. Nearly everything needed to be washed.

Seeking an update at the end of the day, I was told light can be seen at the end of the tunnel. Work might wrap up on my skoolie Tuesday.

Remaking the bed while kneeling on it was my last accomplishment for the day.

As I lay here and look out the window at my feet, I see shadows of trees dancing on a long, white trailer parked up against the woods. The light comes from the business beyond the front of the bus. It’s like a silent movie playing on a drive-in screen just for me.  (See my Facebook page for a photo.)