Yellow Moons and Pink Mountaintops
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I am home. To me, home is Alaska. It's not any town/city/building in specific, but the whole of it-- the old familiar neighborhoods, the quirky wildlife, the unbeatable scenery, and the accessibility of the great outdoors.I have no plans about what I will be doing in the near future, but am looking into jobs (at least until I can build up enough resources to spring off again). I feel like a nomad lost in a big city, with no way out but "into the wild". I don't currently have plans to find an abandoned school bus a few miles off the highway to survive in completely alone, although in some ways it almost seems like the easiest option. That's the thing about Alaska, it's so isolated from anywhere else--sure it's gorgeous and the people are friendly, but it's not so easy to get away from when you're stuck in it. |
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"I don't currently have plans to find an abandoned school bus a few miles off the highway to survive in completely alone"
Ha! Love the Into the Wild reference!
--Christine
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My blog: almostfearless.com
Beautiful pictures, beautiful country. I visited my cousins in Kenai in '96, and I'll never forget it.