A permanent memory

What I spent my days doing when I was a kid, was exploring the territories around the village I lived in. We were located in probably one of the most remote areas of the country, and so the landscape beyond our houses was filled with all kinds of nature. This village was a pretty strong farm community, and sat just below the valley of a mountain, facing south.

I didn’t have many people, or things to spend time with at my house. I was always seen as one of the weirder kids in town because of this, which is why I have never built a stable relationship with people. I wasn’t exactly the type of person you would talk to. So since I didn’t have anything better to do with my life, when I got some time off during the day, I would walk to specific areas in the wildlife, and run around and play pretend.

Since I didn’t have many possessions, there wasn’t much to take with me to my walks except my imagination. Once I’ve found one of my playpens, I would do the basic stuff such as finding the biggest rock around, and imagining that I’m the king of it, and other rocks are foreign rulers who wish to challenge my power, things like that.

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