Packing for a two month trip is very stressful. Packing for yourself is one thing, but planning for two people to be living out of a truck is insane. I want to just let go of my controlling organizing urges and say "whatever", but i can't. I just can't. My world is going to be the Texas desert and a Chevy S10 pickup truck. It will be nice to breathe in the fresh dry desert air, and watch the beautiful, orange, polluted, El Paso sunsets. I am excited for my soul focus to be climbing. Life becomes so simple in its focus and it is deeply satisfying. Climbing is an obsession and addiction not only for me, but for many others. Why?