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2:02am January 8, 2015

I don’t remember when “What do you want to be when you grow up?” turned from a promise to a threat.

But I do remember being a young teenager and constantly scouting out places I could live as a hermit, trying to brush up on outdoor survival skills, being sure I would need them at some point.  Because I was going to be a hermit when I grew up.  There was no question.  Otherwise I’d be institutionalized or shunned by society or something worse than both of those put together.

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  1. iggy-koopas reblogged this from withasmoothroundstone
  2. clatterbane said: I wasn’t as concerned about longer term institutionalization, but for some other reasons I kept considering taking to the woods myself. But I was surprised to hit 20, then 25. Still hard to imagine turning 40 next month.
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  5. soilrockslove said: Being a “hermit” and living out in the “middle of nowhere” was my backup plan for a lot of the time. Instead of killing myself, I could do that instead, when things got too bad.
  6. withasmoothroundstone posted this