Monday, October 03, 2005

run away! run away!

Imma run away. Far away. North. Imma build me a log cabin with my bare hands. Imma build it on the shores of a lake. Secluded. Only my dogs, cat and a few bears (and beers) to keep me company. I'll plant a garden. Eat the sap from trees. Hunt and fish. Imma make a boat too. I can chop wood. I can make a fire. I can shoot a gun. I can be bluddy Danielle Boone! Wouldn't that be so much fun? To just be you against nature. So much more interesting than you against the world. You against yourself. I could paint. I could draw. I could learn to play the guitar! Lead or bass? Hmmm, bass players are always so suave and cool. Note to self: buy solar panels.