Growing up rural

I got a hay fort whenever we baled hay, you jealous?

Growing up in the country, you face the problem of not a whole lot to do. Looking back, I don't know how I survived. I mean, we just got high speed internet a few years ago. We weren't allowed to have any video games in the house, which explains why I'm no good at COD, (unless it's with the riot shield, then I just kinda hide behind it and run into people). We didn't have cable, though we did get satellite TV when I was about 10 or 11.

Growing up, we spent a lot of time outside. Summertime was, and still is my favorite time of year, mainly because it's ideal outside time. Growing up, I would help bale hay when the time came, and swimming was always a good memory. Looking back, we didn't run the air conditioners a whole lot (compared to other households), which probably explains why I'm used to the humidity. I came from a household, where, as long as you put on your sunblock, the sun was good for you.

One very fond memory I have is for my second or third Christmas, my parents had bought me one of those toy jeeps, the ones that were big enough to drive around in. Well, my father is pretty handy, and rigged a way to take the measly 6 volt battery out and drop in a car battery. After a few tweaks, there may have been a small electrical fire along the way, I had a super-jeep. No, really, I used to hitch that little jeep up to my father's trailer, and pull it around. This jeep was a beast. So, at a young age, I was "encouraged" to spend as much time outside.

Later on, as I became older, I took up other hobbies after harvest. Another fond memory while I was homeschooled was making air cannons with PVC pipe. I would shoot anything that would fit down the barrel, though vegetables were my favorite, as they would explode on impact. Ah, the joys of being a strange homeschooled kid with a mad-scientist's brain.

And while I may have said multiple times that I wanted nothing more than to live in a place with sidewalks and street lamps, looking back, I don't think I could sleep in a place where anyone could walk up to my front door, or have a street lamp flooding my bedroom with artificial light. I'll stick to my starry nights and empty spaces.