As promised... My little forgotten world.
I said I'd write about the little world that I had created. But now that I think about it I'm not quite sure how to put things into words. I guess I'll start with the why... and maybe it'll flow from there. I mentioned in my introduction that we moved a lot when I was a kid. I got tired of making new friends. I got tired of going from big city life to renting a house on a 1,000 acre farm in Kansas where I stood out like a sore thumb with kids who had known nothing but pigs, cows, corn and wheat... Sign in to see full entry.