Re-wilding Myself

Re-wilding Myself

I’m 51, 52 next month. I’m not sure why it feels important to say that now, but it does. It feels like I’ve arrived somewhere. I feel both at the beginning and the culmination of my life so far. It’s been tricky. This life. There are many aspects in me that characterise it. That’s another story and things are changing.

But one of the man…