Small Minds Small Places

A small place produces small minds I grew up on a farm near a village where the grocer had a horse stable in the back. No bars or restaurants but the farmer disappeared for hours and when he came back I had to take the horse out hitch it to the wagon and drive home. He farted loudly and fell asleep but woke up before we reached the farm, took over the reins and tried to look sober only he tended to fall off the when getting down. His wife said nothing but helped me unloading, I have lived many places in many countries Somehow on farmland and villages this despite I like to live in a town and go to libraries meet people and have deep talks about books and so on. In the end, it is about shortage of money and we have to live within its confinement