Everybody knows your name
I'm an orphan. As such, mostly I long to be where everyone is someone close: a sense of family and good friends; people who want me around. But lately I've been wondering if maybe I should opt for the opposite. Maybe I should pick a place I'd like to be where nobody knows me, where nobody knows my name. Reinvent myself, or maybe be who I really am.
Get rid of everything save for few books and assorted personal items and things and stuff.
I'm thinking northern Idaho. I've seen some nice country in Kentucky. Barring that, I'd fall back on northern Mississippi though its dang flat and kinda hot. Not much snow.
I mean . . . you know . . .
Get rid of everything save for few books and assorted personal items and things and stuff.
I'm thinking northern Idaho. I've seen some nice country in Kentucky. Barring that, I'd fall back on northern Mississippi though its dang flat and kinda hot. Not much snow.
I mean . . . you know . . .