I live in cabin. It is a small cabin – roughly 430 square feet. It was built in the 1920’s as a guest house for the main house on the estate. Abandoned in the 1950’s, it, along with 2 other cabins, were remolded recently and put up for rent. I was lucky enough to find it online, and in October of 2017, I moved to the woods.
“What did you do to yourself?” asked the doctor in a bit of disbelief. The date was November 4th, and I was sitting in Zen’s Medical Centre. My leg was swollen, and I was severely dehydrated. The last 48 hours had been fun to say to say the least.
When I was 20, I thought I would finish up college, get a good paying corporate job, marry my girlfriend, work 40 years, have 3 children, and then retire.
That was my plan. Here was my reality.