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some weeks the road wins

So I’m standing in the middle of a field in the middle of the night trying to get enough cell signal to write this post, which is the best I can do in lieu of the video I spent the week making - about solo life, Scamp life, road life, and the fact that some days, some weeks, some months or years, I guess, the road wins.

Admittedly, this isn’t quite as ridiculous as having to file a story under deadline while standing ankle-deep in a post-hurricane bog, but the gods of phones and video have given me to understand that they are not in any hurry to upload this week’s work, and since I work - and largely exist - at their whim, and it’s past 1 a.m., looks like this week’s post will have to wait.

Video essay from the Scamp Homecoming Rally will land in your inbox once I have adequate reception - should be early next week - and of course I’ll provide a full report on the shenanigans, snafus, and scrapes that we wild and crazy nomadic gig workers get up to while trying to make ends meet, catch a little sleep, and keep on #livingthedream.

May your days be gentle with you.

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