Jun 4
I live on a rural property on the edge of a small village at the end of a street that has a suburbanites-on-vacation cottage vibe, past the point where the road turns to gravel. We're very private, very introverted in practice, and routinely turn away visitors who disruptively wish to cross through.
A vocal portion of the street reviles us in a way that I am surprised adults with lives can muster and cast us as anti-social and strange. I can say, the whole situation has done wonders in positively affirming my witch identity.
