So somehow i've managed to go through school, college and in general life being an outsider and a bit of a loner reclusive. I say somehow because I did have friends and I did do activities I was just inwardly so completely divorced from them that i may as well have been a stranger to those groups. Yet I knew of no other options so i went along with the script and played various roles of being a jock, stoner, and even an academic. Still though as soon as I could break away from groups I did, and I headed to the woods to be alone.

In college I started to piece together what I aspired too. I wanted to as much as possible jetison myself from the culture I found myself in, I started getting into permaculture and ultimately formulated my life goal of being an independent off grid farmer who pursues spiritual enlightenment with his free time. I was pretty damn convinced of it all too. So first order of business when I got out of school was to pay off my debt and save some cash to buy a farm. Here though the saga begins. The last seven years of my life since college have been a whirlwind roller coaster that really makes little sense without understanding my desperate desire to get on a piece of land to homestead. My goal was to be off grid and free and paradoxically enough I ended up in a situation with no other option but to work at a power plant in the middle of frickin north dakota.

So iI'm in the process of reformulating my original plan for freedom. First though I'm going to have to go back and recount the craziness of the last seven years to see what I need to change. More on that to come.

So somehow i've managed to go through school, college and in general life being an outsider and a bit of a loner reclusive. I say somehow because I did have friends and I did do activities I was just inwardly so completely divorced from them that i may as well have been a stranger to those groups. Yet I knew of no other options so i went along with the script and played various roles of being a jock, stoner, and even an academic. Still though as soon as I could break away from groups I did, and I headed to the woods to be alone.

In college I started to piece together what I aspired too. I wanted to as much as possible jetison myself from the culture I found myself in, I started getting into permaculture and ultimately formulated my life goal of being an independent off grid farmer who pursues spiritual enlightenment with his free time. I was pretty damn convinced of it all too. So first order of business when I got out of school was to pay off my debt and save some cash to buy a farm. Here though the saga begins. The last seven years of my life since college have been a whirlwind roller coaster that really makes little sense without understanding my desperate desire to get on a piece of land to homestead. My goal was to be off grid and free and paradoxically enough I ended up in a situation with no other option but to work at a power plant in the middle of frickin north dakota.

So iI'm in the process of reformulating my original plan for freedom. First though I'm going to have to go back and recount the craziness of the last seven years to see what I need to change. More on that to come.