wandering the hills with naught but my crook, my ovine friends, and the clothes on my back. and maybe a hunk of cheese squirrelled away in some pocket beneath my pinafore……… passing the time by staring up at the big wide sky and down at all the little flowers and all the bugs scurrying beneath them. ever-watchful for wolves…..
you will be sad if your favourite movie disappears from the internet forever. have a backup. also if you love something having it physically in your possession is a tremendous feeling
