Keeping it real, being simple

Keeping it real, being simple

Renew My State of Mind

Maybe it was the first call of the new wood pigeons I have inherited, or the first day since "the incident" that I have got my groove back. What ever it is, I feel I have a lot of pent up ideas, feelings and stresses/opinions to release. So here I go, follow me through my renewal and what I feel is the birth of the next chapter a new life. This life I am wiser, and focused on what I want.




Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Freedom from Farming


Oh Don't get me wrong, I love farming. I imagined myself living on one. What I didn't expect was the control that Facebook Farmville had on me. After a head injury and during a cold winter, I have managed to reach level 26 of a not so thrilling game. My virtual farm. For some reason I return daily to feed peoples chickens.
But why....? Is there an end to the game?
I am going right now to remove my farm, and starting farming my own thoughts and creations.
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  1. SheilaMarch 2, 2010 at 4:43 PM

    You deleted your farm..?
    Gasp...!
    I also belong to the cult of zombie farmers who feed chickens and harvest and plow.
    I'm not sure why.
    I've deleted it a few times but been drawn back. I think I need a life.
    Part of me wishes I had known, I can always use another neighbour...
    lol

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  2. White Linen PrintMarch 2, 2010 at 7:00 PM

    I an having farm withdrawl. But need a life also.

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  3. White Linen PrintMarch 4, 2010 at 3:55 PM

    Well I seem to have no will power I was harvesting marigolds again today.

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