I am only now seeing this thread. You tell a touching story, WR.
wildrover: For the first year i felt very alone on my quiet farm in the forest..by the second year i got used to it...by the third year i began to like it...during the fourth year it became normal...and i loved it....
Indeed solitude has a way of becoming your friend, while often your enemy at the same time. I could tell a very similar life tale.
wildrover: love chooses its own path , and its not always the shortest or easiest one....
So true.
A true modern adventurist you are. Truth be known, many here envy your bravery. Best of luck on this next adventure.
Good man. ;)
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