Where did all the people come from? - Selling books in Farmersville.
I woke up at about 4 am this morning, me and my father were going out to sell books at a market about 60 km away… This is what my parents do for a living and they decided to split up and go to two different places today and my dad needed a helping hand.
The place we went to was called Gölingstorp, and if you’re Swedish… You can probably figure out what the place is like just by hearing its the name!
We set up our things on grass, because that was practically everything that existed there… Grass and dirt.
We sold for OK-ish, but it was pretty cool… The actual market was pretty darn big (for some reason) and there were quite a lot of people there and I have absolutely no idea where they came from. They just appeared, y’know?
Seriously… there were like 10 houses (barns?) within a 10 km radius, lol. Maybe a slight exaggeration… but still!
And no, I didn’t come up with some enlightening insights today, for a change : P. You’ll just have to satisfy yourself with this post today, without any cryptic messages and self growth inspirational lines.
Just, you know… stay awesome or something. Or you can go make some money, your choice. Speaking about money, I just got my hands on a copy of Who Loves Money, and I’m reading it now. Read more about it at Lemonarian Dot Com.
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