So, I seem to be having a bit of an identity crisis this past year. See, when I’ve thought of my life, I’ve always imagined myself in an urban life. In a city somewhere, dressed in fantastic outfits with great shoes, living a glamourous life. Sounds great, right?

Except, as it turns out, I suck at it.

No, seriously. I’m far too lazy for fanatastic outfits, great shoes make my feet hurt, and I’d muc rather watch a DVD and knit or spin than go out and get wasted at some club with a bunch of strangers. And the longer I live in the city, the more I wonder why exactly my commute is so long and crowded, and why I can’t get any peace and quiet because I can hear all of my neighbors (in my building AND the building next door). I wonder why I don’t have grass or room to grow anything.

I find myself thinking that I kinda want to go live on a ranch in Wyoming or something. The first time I went to Wyoming, I hated it. Mostly because I was 15 and my mother didn’t warn me that there would be SNOW in JULY. And then she made me go STAND IN THE SNOW IN MY SHORTS AND TEE SHIRT! Because she is a cruel woman obsessed with photography.

Anyway. The second time I was in Wyoming was when I drove out to California and…I kinda liked it. A lot. I liked the scenery, which was gorgeously unfamiliar and that perfect place between mountains (boring, I grew up in the mountains) and endless flat praries (which kinda freak me the hell out). And it was windy and the air was crisp and it was just really, really awesome. And this year, I find myself thinking, wouldn’t it be nice? To live in Wyoming on a ranch and raise sheep and angora bunnies? And maybe some chickens and bees and goats, and hell, why not throw a few pigs and cows in there while we’re at it.

There are problems with this, of course. Namely that I am an urban/suburban girl and I would have no idea  how to raise any animals other than cats and dogs. Well, okay, I think I could figure out bunnies fairly easily, but actual livestock? Not something I have experience with. Not to mention I am extremely single, and ranching strikes me as one of those enterprises that requires multiple people. So I’d have to find other people to drag along in my insanity. But you know what? I can still dream. Someday, I’ll have my fiber ranch.

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