Friday, 14 September 2018


Finally finishing up at the barn. My work of preparing it for the contractors is completed and they’ll be there on Monday to rebuild the foundation. I’ll still be out there tomorrow and next week but my real work is done.

I’ve discovered that there’s always more to do on a farm.

Though as the summer comes to a close so does my time here. It won’t be forgotten and this period has helped me considerably. It may have saved my relationship.


The above is from the local high school’s homecoming game, which I attended. It was boring, sure, but I knew that going in. I just wanted the experience, for the memories to return. Kids running about wildly– falling down, yelling in excitement, and ducking under the bleachers. The high schoolers crammed together in the student section, shouting and moving in unison. Old people there to support their children or simply to root for the old home team.

Made sure to stop by the concession stand to buy an overpriced hamburger and nachos. The food of memory.

Sadly, the home team wasn’t good enough. The Cougars got smashed by the Indians. A margin of twenty-something.

I’ll end up missing aspects of my life here but I find myself anxious to leave. There are advantages and disadvantages to everything but I see now that I prefer the city. I miss getting cell reception or having a place to eat past 8 pm.