In the past, when I would see Amish people I would feel sad because I thought they lived in a type of mental prison. But the other day I saw them going down the road in their buggy and I envied them because they had all the tools to survive what might be coming.
In the past, when I would see Amish people I would feel sad because I thought they lived in a type of mental prison. But the other day I saw them going down the road in their buggy and I envied them because they had all the tools to survive what might be coming.