His name, he revealed, was Christopher Thomas Knight. Born on December 7, 1965. He said he had no address, no vehicle, did not file a tax return, and did not receive mail. He said he lived in the woods.
"For how long?" wondered Perkins-Vance.
Knight thought for a bit, then asked when the Chernobyl nuclear-plant disaster occurred. He had long ago lost the habit of marking time in months or years; this was just a news event he happened to remember. The nuclear meltdown took place in 1986, the same year, Knight said, he went to live in the woods. He was 20 years old at the time, not long out of high school. He was now 47, a middle-aged man.
Knight stated that over all those years he slept only in a tent. He never lit a fire, for fear that smoke would give his camp away. He moved strictly at night. He said he didn’t know if his parents were alive or dead. He’d not made one phone call or driven in a car or spent any money. He had never in his life sent an e-mail or even seen the Internet.
(via The Strange Tale of the North Pond Hermit)
a mesmerizing read.
"A little talent is a good thing to have if you want to be a writer. But the only real requirement is the ability to remember every scar."
"When I felt like everything was falling apart again, I reminded myself that this was a new chapter of my life, and I had the strength within me to fill its pages."
"You don’t realize how alone you are until you’re staying up every night thinking about things you should never think of and you cant tell anybody because you have nobody to tell."
can calm itself,
so can you.
Lindsay Lohan photographed by Terry Richardson for GQ, January 2007
(Source: llrocks, via occluding)
"If she doesn’t scare the hell out of you a little, she’s not the one."