United States I gathered up supplies and built a space rocket. Everything was fine, I was shooting for the moon; but then I crash-landed on an island somewhere. I stumbled around for the last several years, and now I've begun getting stuff together and building again. 30 followers / 5.3k words
The mind cannot live for me, that is the mistake I made. It cannot be easy, because it is not supposed to be. It cannot be complicated, because it is not supposed to be. It is supposed to be simple and hard.