My first step INTO THE WILD

Jim, even though he asked all those questions out of kindness, drowned me throught out our short car trip down to Stampede Trail. He had the courtesy to take me in, my last hitchhiking adventure, my last few hours in civilization. He kept on asking if I head the necessary gear, how will I hunt if I didn't have a hunting license, I should call him if I make it out there, I should contact my family, Are there any close ones that knows about my reckless trip, and so on. But thanks to my parents, and all the people that never stopped talking about things that I didn't care, or didn't want to listen, I learned how to not hear what they are saying. I just turn my focus inwards, to my soul, that was a few miles away from being absolutely free of the modernised concerns, and only will have to worry about basic human needs. Living off the land, primitively will clense my spirit from the dirt of the society. I tried to tell Jim that he had no chance to dissuade me, that I planned this my how life, and I won't run into anything I can't deal with on my own, and he finally accepted my wild idea, even though not willingly. I appreciated his way of supporting me, I was able to see that his concerns were sincere, and he was also kind of admiring my intelligence as he got to know me. And as he realised I was aware of what I was doing, that I wasn't some teenager that saw a few pictures of the Alaskan wilderness, jumped on a bus and decided to live out there, in the nature just to prove his masculinity. I offered him my watch, my comb and my money. He refused to take them, but I didn't need them in the wild, the unorganised nature did not require any materialistic belongings in exchange of food, water or shelter, you just have to work a little for the nature to grant you those. I told Jim that if he didn't take the watch, I'm going to throw it away, I don't want to know what time it is, I don't want to know what day it is or where I am. None of them matters in the wild. What is time anyway, it is supposed to be endless, infinite, but mankind divided it into segments, to captivate themselves between those segments of time. Now I am breaking free out of my cell, my captivation in the society's prison ends NOW.