Alaska, wilderness frontier (no rules, just right) running nekkid through woods

[Guest guest]

It's occurred to me that I came to Alaska to experience the

wilderness.

And that many of my coworkers/cohabitants are not very tamed; they

don't follow rules, they're wild and unruly, they don't care what

others think (okay, those are all my stories)

Maybe they'er reflecting me, the me that doesn't give a rip about

rules, about being presided over.

I've overheard some of their conversations such as; 'yeah so-and-so

is

cool, but he's too 'by-the-book' '

I wasn't born living by-the-book. My parents and society, and those

thoughts that just come, taught me how to live 'right.'

What would happen if I just stopped following rules?

Would I wind up in jail? Are my uninvestigated thoughts the bars

that

keep me locked up?

I don't want to go to the bar, or smoke and toss the butts anywhere,

but sometimes I do want to get loud, do want to take things without

paying for them, do want to tell off management. I sense management

wants to tell off their bosses too at times.

I think maybe I want to go camping by myself so much because there's

no rules then. But that's not true, such as no fires are allowed in

the backcountry. You have to have a permit and can't stay after it

expires, bear-proofing food and such.

I just want to git nekked and run through the woods screaming.

Maybe I'll just start tossing trash on the ground by where I live

rather than in the waste container. If anybody says anything, I'll

just point out all the butts everywhere. And tell them that

eventually

it'll disintegrate.

I'm just a ramblin here.

Tamed yearning to be free