Hey.
So you've chosen to traipse into my territory. No, I won't hold you for that, don't worry. But I'm gonna warn you, or at least tell you what's around here.
This is my own place, my version of the highway, and my perfect mind-wandering harbor. What I'm trying to say is, this is home to my personal musings. When you read, please do consider the fact that first-person views aren't always reliable. For they are opinion-grounded, to begin with.
Therefore, Rucksack Stories is simply an online journal of everyday happenings and unspoken thoughts. There may be references to things of the same nature as those you enjoy. But nonetheless, as I've said, the page is highly subjective. If it tries to deviate from being so, then I'm gonna tell you (read: cite).
Your comments are welcome though. I'm forever free to be corrected and modified. Plus, that's the least bit I can do to let you sleep well at night.
Now, do continue reading. Until you're done and done.
