Novel 1, date of entry, March 3, 2015
He planned his final week in the community. The last week for him, was to be spent in a small little village not far off from this one hi way, and it wasn't all that far from the nearest city, it was more like about a twenty minute drive. This town barely had a convenient store, and a town hall, maybe a park, but it was a very small and unappealing acquaintance of fun. But there was some upsides, I mean we were close to the river and some nature patches, and a lot of ducks would fly by, but sadly during winter they do not come here in Ontario, Canada.
It doesn't help living just far enough away and yet close enough to get the most from the lake affect snowfall, and other precipitation. The best is when your walking in the spring/summer/fall and happen to encounter your spirit animal in real form, as a blue and grey crane.
While planning his week he decides to recount his experiences of great momentary value, and to record them within his journals as he connects with his stories, and essays, that may not seem connected, at least, not until I fill in the blanks with the knowledge that others have begun to share with me. Its such a wondrous experience to be able to share knowledge and to accept your faults and ask others for guidance or knowledge or a different perspective or understanding on a certain situation, and to work with another living soul that is willing to co-create (like with a friend) and accomplish many spectacular feats.
He planned his final week in the community. The last week for him, was to be spent in a small little village not far off from this one hi way, and it wasn't all that far from the nearest city, it was more like about a twenty minute drive. This town barely had a convenient store, and a town hall, maybe a park, but it was a very small and unappealing acquaintance of fun. But there was some upsides, I mean we were close to the river and some nature patches, and a lot of ducks would fly by, but sadly during winter they do not come here in Ontario, Canada.
It doesn't help living just far enough away and yet close enough to get the most from the lake affect snowfall, and other precipitation. The best is when your walking in the spring/summer/fall and happen to encounter your spirit animal in real form, as a blue and grey crane.
While planning his week he decides to recount his experiences of great momentary value, and to record them within his journals as he connects with his stories, and essays, that may not seem connected, at least, not until I fill in the blanks with the knowledge that others have begun to share with me. Its such a wondrous experience to be able to share knowledge and to accept your faults and ask others for guidance or knowledge or a different perspective or understanding on a certain situation, and to work with another living soul that is willing to co-create (like with a friend) and accomplish many spectacular feats.