Tuesday, September 3, 2024

Mind Cabin.

 Since I was 5, I've lived alone in a small cabin on a mountain. 

And it shows. 

I've occasionally revisited society with varying results. 

I'm so bad with small talk when I am thinking of the grand scheme of things. 

I suppose everybody is. 

Everybody that seeks rarefied heir. 



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