Jul 30, 2021
Everytime.
Every. single. time.
That I see a picture that gives off urban-nomadic and/or overgrown-apocalypse vibes, it makes me go into feral-survival-planning-mode.
Like, I just want to pack a bag with the essentials and jump onto a horse and go take over a big abandoned building or underside-of-bridge-area and infest it with so many garden plants and medicinal herbs that I'll never run out of food. Then I can just snuggle in my fur cloak and chill with my loom, weaving goods to barter for more expensive stuff like coffee and books.
