To the Vagabonds

Anna Mercury
4 min readOct 8, 2018
Photo by Atlas Green on Unsplash

When I see men hitchhiking alone, part of me always wants to hit something. When I see men camping alone, men hiking alone, men traveling alone through the back streets and open expanses of wherever. Walking the world unafraid, safe enough to be free — I’m so full of envy it makes me want to scream.

Feminism has never been a main “issue” for me, not compared to some others. I feel my life has been far more defined by the privileges…

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