I’m sure our parents had us stand like this. Or it could’ve been Jordan, since he always had a flare for being dramatic. Either way, I think I should have been first in line.
I always wanted to live on a farm with all the old ways of living. I have plenty of books on it. Old iron tools and pieced together wooden boxes. I also used to be a lot tougher than I am now. I ran screaming for my roommate the other day because there was a roach on my dogs food bowl. I used to be able to just squash it. You had to be tough to live in those times. Everything caters to convenience now. I’m not complaining, I just admire how it was. Hard workers, taking nothing for granted. I bought a school bus when I was seventeen and converted it into my home (with Thomas, some friends, and my parents help). I loved it. It felt good to have made my own little home. Of course, I couldn’t sleep in past 9AM because of the heat. But still, I loved it. With that in mind, I’m glad I am where I am. We couldn’t be at this point without a vision of what could be and the follow through to make it.