/b/ - Random

You try to get away from the internet because you're sick of society and how hateful and evil and mentally ill everyone is, and you're all evil and very stupid. But, here it is more internet in the middle of nowhere. I got to still go north for a few days.

But you know, once you're on the trails in the wilderness, you don't care, and I don't. You don't care and I wish society would die already.

But I'm not going back, I'm here for good. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q2ctsooeJBU
Die sooner, live freely, no society.

Posting on 4chan makes me feel sick, but posting on CC makes me feel even more sick and angry. And then posting on my own board feels like something.
But I guess 4chan is better. I'm just looking at my backpack, it's tearing again I have to sew it. Which I should do.

I was waiting for it to get warmer before I left. It's warm inside this little shed with a heater.

It's funny that I'm so happy in the wilderness, I come across a bit of civilisation and I feel sick again.

There's all sorts of bottled pop and food in the ski lodge by the way. They just left the backdoor open. the spirte bottle exploded on me, apperently there is a cabin also one day north of here. There's no real information about it. In fact that's why I came to this area of the rocky mountains there's no google map photo spheres here.

That music and image are my new favourite things.

Every mountain pass climbed, every cold river crossed, I hear that music and raise my hands up.
Actually yesterday was the deepest river crossing, I should have taken off my pants completely because even past my knees they got wet and I also got swept from under and fell in.

I refuse to call it The Incel Redemption. But I mean, it works.

It's warm enough now I am LEAVING. I was going to say a lot about something I don't really care, internet is garbage.