- Something More... pt 1 -
It was 5:42am, the usual time I wake to start my daily chores. Only today felt different. I spent the last twelve years working like a horse on a trail and normally awake on routine. However, on this particular day, something else in me greeted the day before I got out of bed.
I no longer felt the momentum for farm work. Instead, all my energy was focused on something more.
I dressed and made my way out of the grand white house I've called home for all my life. Never viewing past our land, I decided today was the day I was going to live my own life. Who knows, I might even do something in fashion. I did a few chores, packed my things, wrote a note, placed it by the fireplace, and then left. Without turning back, I made my way south.
To be continued....