The Solo Glory

hen I was lit­tle I used to pack up a lit­tle back­pack with a first-aid kit (a few band aids and some Pepto-Bismol), extra clothes, and other essen­tials like my pil­low, and stuffed ani­mal. I would head off in the rain and explore the woods behind my house, believ­ing I was liv­ing the life of a vagabond.

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