My property is the side of a hill.
I moved onto it and pitched a tent.
My home grew slowly from the undergrowth.
I built it myself, I moved in.
I have my own power source.
My water comes from the sky.
I live very quietly.
My life is peaceful.
I try to appreciate what I have daily.
My needs are so few.
I swapped toys for seclusion.
My life, so far, surreal.