Living beyond the sidewalks, being self-sustained and truly independent. http://countrylivin1./ en-us Webligo BlogHoster <p>I've&nbsp;traded my&nbsp;high heels for work boots since moving to the country... I've traded a briefcase for a pitchfork, a&nbsp;cell phone for a shovel...you get the idea. My use of those artifacts in the city never meant much to me. I could set my briefcase down somewhere and walk off and forget it, I could never find my cell phone in the bottom of my purse and as soon as I got home the first thing to go were those high heels...how they hurt. I never felt natural, never felt like me when I worked in the city. There was an inner yearning, something calling me to a <em>real</em> life....a life beyond the sidewalks, beyond the crowded freeways and power lunches and hurry up and wait life. </p> <p>Sitting behind a desk never gave me any real human connection, I knew I didn't care about the bottom line. I was there because I had to be. That wasn't any kind of liberation, it was bondage. It was bondage that sapped my soul a little bit more each day. I needed to make myself whole, and I'm so glad that I finally found my way out...a life outside the malls on a footpath of my own. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Sponsored by EnterTo.com the first REAL <a href="http://mail.enterto.com/signup.html">spam free email</a><br /> <br />Click Below to discover and share content from anywhere on the web<br /> <script src="http://digg.com/tools/diggthis.js" type="text/javascript"></script> http://countrylivin1.3steps.com/18451/