Bush Taste

Now that I had a taste of the bush life. I really think that I could live a content life on the fringe, wrapping myself in solitude and peace. Or at least, for a little while.

I miss the simplicity.

Solitude.
Rising with the sun.
Bedding down with the moon.

Fire.

The four months up there has changed me in ways hard to explain. I've become harder.

One day, again, I'll give it a harder shot.