That ‘Freedom’ Guy
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Just a man and his dog. And his kids. And his brother’s kids. And his girlfriend’s kid. And his girlfriend. Fine… and the whole family. Happy now?
Sharing journal thoughts, wisdom, psychology, philosophy, and life lessons from the edge.
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A Letter From My Future Self
I am Ulf. No throne. No title. No fixed abode. Just two feet, a strong back, and the freedom to go where I will. Some nights I sleep beneath trees, my tent pitched quietly in a patch of forgotten woodland. Other times I settle behind the hedges at the edge of town, just beyond the garden where I was once a boy. And when the road calls louder, I sleep in my van — a faithful, rough-edged home I built with scraps and willpower.
By That ‘Freedom’ Guy7 months ago in Motivation
Salt, Sand, and Sanctified Sugar
Behold! A miracle of Midgard: I slept in. Until 9:30am, no less. A feat not achieved since the Battle of Broken Sleep began many moons ago, somewhere around the birth of my first youngling. And lo—upon waking, I felt not like a war-torn berserker clawing his way from the grave, but like a meadow flower kissed gently by the sun. (Well. A flower with lower back pain and plantar fascitis.)
By That ‘Freedom’ Guy7 months ago in Journal
🥩🔥 Spam & Eggs: A Love Story the Cowards Refuse to Tell
Let me tell you something, you protein-starved, air-frying, kale-worshipping heathens. There exists, in this modern wasteland of plant-based meat clones and soy-tinted “chick’n” blobs, one shining relic of true culinary genius — forged in iron cans and wartime necessity — and its name… is Spam.
By That ‘Freedom’ Guy7 months ago in Feast
