Twenty Ninth
I've been in this place a whole year, today.
Strange to think, a year ago, I was riding back home to my family, thinking being kept from them for a few months was a living hell. [A sigh] Shows how naive I was.
I've often got to wondering if I was dragged into this place for a reason. That fate had some big plan for me, but the longer I stay here, the more I wonder if it's some sort of punishment. What better way for a man to atone for his crimes than being kept from the people who matter most to him?
Whatever the reason, I hope it don't last forever. I might forget what Abigail's stew tastes like, and that would be a real great loss.
[There's another sigh, before the journal closes. Leave your messages after the tone, the cowboy will get back to you once he's stopped brooding]
Strange to think, a year ago, I was riding back home to my family, thinking being kept from them for a few months was a living hell. [A sigh] Shows how naive I was.
I've often got to wondering if I was dragged into this place for a reason. That fate had some big plan for me, but the longer I stay here, the more I wonder if it's some sort of punishment. What better way for a man to atone for his crimes than being kept from the people who matter most to him?
Whatever the reason, I hope it don't last forever. I might forget what Abigail's stew tastes like, and that would be a real great loss.
[There's another sigh, before the journal closes. Leave your messages after the tone, the cowboy will get back to you once he's stopped brooding]