It's like my dad who thinks he was le born into the wrong age. He thinks he would have been a badass viking or a roman gladiator, no you'd be a deadbeat just like you are now.
I like to imagine myself as a Scottish turnip farmer on some northern croft. probably illiterate and I make it be a very old, wise 29 through a combination of dumb luck, charm and the low cunning men of my countenance often have. my spouse died of some sickness a decade ago and my children were taken by bailiffs to work in southern mills.
neighbors ask my opinion because I always have one, but rarely take my advice or keep my council.
I go for walks with a three legged dog, to look out over the north sea to let my mind quiet.
It's like my dad who thinks he was le born into the wrong age. He thinks he would have been a badass viking or a roman gladiator, no you'd be a deadbeat just like you are now.
le badass malnourished Norse turnip farmer
I like to imagine myself as a Scottish turnip farmer on some northern croft. probably illiterate and I make it be a very old, wise 29 through a combination of dumb luck, charm and the low cunning men of my countenance often have. my spouse died of some sickness a decade ago and my children were taken by bailiffs to work in southern mills.
neighbors ask my opinion because I always have one, but rarely take my advice or keep my council.
I go for walks with a three legged dog, to look out over the north sea to let my mind quiet.
it's bleak, but not Amazon warehouse bleak.