Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Day 47

With light and batteries falling, I left you on something of a strange note last time.

"They can't track me down."

I'm not just living a life that's mostly separate from civilization, I'm running from civilization. I recognize that I need it in small doses to restock, but not in a daily dose. I'm defying a societally accepted norm, and worse than that, I'm chronicling it where the world can see it.

Some factions of the world don't like that, and I don't blame them. Worse yet, some of the members of those factions are related to me, and they just want me to come home.

I am home.

Entry written 2015-01-22