Okay, maybe it isn’t sad or sorry. To begin with: I have joined a penpal service and I think once I have some more money to send out stamps and envelopes so I will start writing prisoners. I enjoy a good correspondence.
Just so you know… I have ancient and hulking social issues. I am getting better. I have high hopes for my future social abilities.
I want to start learning things that have to do with rewilding. I have been observing the community for… 10 years? I do not know. A long time. I cannot do a damn thing that has to do with survival skills. I went through a lot. A whole lot. I was in no position to do the things I dreamed of doing. Now I am.
Now I want rewilding penpals. I want a few people to discuss whatever with and forge a bond with if the magic is there. I have a strange story to tell. I want to share that strange story.
I suppose you can private message me if such a potentiality tickles your fancy. Someday I want to do a good deal of rewilding type things. I saw nearly 3000 people on the rewild.com facebook, so I know someone ought to be out there. I do not know how magnetic this post will be. Eh. I just want to talk. And rewild. I’ll put it that way. From my perspective I’m not creepy at all. I’m not exactly a paragon of virtue and nobility… but I am working on it.