This was the term given to nazi soldiers in Russia during World War II. The German forces would have symptoms rivaling dementia because there were no visible landmarks on the horizon to ground them. Fortunaetly the locals knew how to combat this and the nazi’s. I feel as though I have prairie sickness, throughout my life I’ve had landmarks to mark the way. As of now I can’t think of any landmarks and the ones I can think of are way off into the horizon. I’m not unhappy, infact I’m quite happy in my current position in life. Nonetheless that positions is Lost. While I’m sure many of you are shaking your head muttering “so what?” I would like to know when and if you have felt this way? As if you are constantly running but you have no clue what towards. How and when did you reach whatever it was that you were trying to get to and was it what you thought it would be?
I have just realized that the San Joaquin Valley where I spent a great portion of my life is a prairie.