Awkward

A casual Tuesday night fire by the barn. It is really sad to see empty, but the market really was not nice to me when I got started and it is easier to rent the land and do my own job than try to operate a working dairy. I’m following a dream of mine and love my job but still miss the simplicity of living this life and the fun I had, but knowing the bank was the only one who was going to make out from my hard labor really sucked dicks. You can’t milk 72 cows and expect to make money - this market is made for guys with 1200 cows plus and who don’t spend the time with their cattle like I did.

Anyway, I still own this and this is my view. Fuck them. The guy that rents my land does an excellent job and really wants to buy it but this is my farm. In the middle of nowhere. But still everywhere I want to be.