Well the night has come.

I might as well try to explan things, the odd things about my life. It matters as to why I am trying to do all of this. About 6 years ago I had a brain tumour that was removbed but left many scars on who i once was. I have major issues with being around more then two people. Its almost like more and more people feels like one more finger around my neck. As if the exsposure is almost life threating to me. With that comes the problems that one would expect. I have issues with emmotional stability in a way. i oddly become more manic around others. This sounds like alot and someone should be medicated (don’t worry I am). I just found that being away from the rest of the world has suited both me and the rest of humanity the best.

Less weird news about me. i use a genarator for power and i have signal on my phone and use it to tether to my surface pro. (not new by anymeans but it is awesome for this). I think i ust want to be a written book and not someone who was livving within the standard world. something found in the odd corner of the world were they read the life of a man who desired the less then the more. that weird one who just had a diffrent view written in a time of calamity and questions that should not be in this time. Take that for what it may as leaving such statemnet vauge gives everyone a abiity to input their own crisis to know how ones heart feels. I will have to look up and see what pictures of my head where the tumor was and the damage to my skull. I am kind of proud in a way. In one way i have more happiness admiting my failures as a human being then being a person in the working world. so i will build a home away from it all.

Thanks for your time.

Your friendy Ginger woodsman