Lately this is me: wishing and waiting, sitting around hoping. Holding onto old ideas, holding on to things that have already happened. But there's something burning inside of me. I want to feel the wind on my cheeks, eat real food, live on rich fertile soil, dig my hands in the ground, to live an organic and quiet life. To be free of the stress and the cares that possessions and needless STUFF offers. I am free as a bird. The world is, 'as they say', my playground. I can go anywhere, do virtually anything!
But where do I start?
Ideas?
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