The Wandering Scribe
The Wandering Scribe is someone who has found themselves living in a car, on the edge of the woods... No fixed abode. The freedom that this speaks of to me is deafening... To live like that, as a gypsy... Free to roam... Free to pull up camp and move on at a moments notice... Ahhh... I'm in heaven just dreaming about it...
You see fellow readers, for years, I have felt that society is too restrictive. You grow up, go to school, finish school, get a job, find a partner, settle down, have kids... The cycles repeats. The rules/laws we live by grow more complex, and slowly we let our freedom get eaten away. But not everyone finds themselves wanting that lifestyle. Some of us want the freedom, the loneliness. Some of us revel in not conforming to what society wants of us. Those of us that do, don't always shun societies rules and law... We just kind of separate ourselves from it.
And yet others... They plot world domination at the claws of thousands of killer robots...
Wandering Scribe, I salute you, we here hold your achievements in our hearts, and long to follow in your tire-tracks in the future.
You see fellow readers, for years, I have felt that society is too restrictive. You grow up, go to school, finish school, get a job, find a partner, settle down, have kids... The cycles repeats. The rules/laws we live by grow more complex, and slowly we let our freedom get eaten away. But not everyone finds themselves wanting that lifestyle. Some of us want the freedom, the loneliness. Some of us revel in not conforming to what society wants of us. Those of us that do, don't always shun societies rules and law... We just kind of separate ourselves from it.
And yet others... They plot world domination at the claws of thousands of killer robots...
Wandering Scribe, I salute you, we here hold your achievements in our hearts, and long to follow in your tire-tracks in the future.

1 comment:
You thick deluded cunt!
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