I’m a former wild thing, now a cultivated grown-ass adult human. I’ve relocated from the prairie to a major metropolis and it seems like I haven’t put my bare feet on the earth in forever. I breath in car fumes more than I do the fresh air and I keep longing for the scent of ponderosa pines. Alas I have found my people here and will probably stay, but deep down I still crave to hop on horse-back and go galloping off to the sunset.
