I am a simple man. I go wherever the wind may carry me, a dandelion caught in the gust that happens to be Earth.

I am a survivor. There are problems, but god seems to favor me seeing as I’ve survived so many hardships. It just pains me too see all the friends I’ve made leave me as I travel onward, the hurricane of life always dragging me along with its rushing flow.

I am a sheppard. The winds guide me, and I guide my animals. I can tell you exactly how many animals travel with me. 748. I remember each one, and each one I befriend. I take one with from every place I visit, so I will never forget.

I am sad. I make new friends. I leave old friends. I have lost more than I have loved. I can never forget these. These animals are my pride, and my burden. They represent everything, and I refuse to forget anything.

I am a man.
I survive.

I suffer.
I perceive.

I am complicated.