I began doing my own laundry when I was ten years old. Over the next 11 years I have moved out on my own, bought car insurance, worked steady jobs, voted, learned to curse, crashed a car, had sex, and opened my eyes to the world. I am now 21, and plan to spend the rest of my life learning and growing, but I often miss and try to hold on to the freedom of being a child and the comfort of a small town community while digging my way through a large world. This blog is dedicated to coping with the inability to go back and understanding the prospects of the future.
*There is nothing like the freedom of a swing set.
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