Go down the path (notice the violets.)
Cross the first stream. There are more ahead.
Think about how happy you would be if you were moss.
Look: Small things.
Strange things.
New things.
Old things.
Broken things.
Things which are no longer the things which they once were.
Emma.
I so enjoyed this walk through the woods with you.
They look familiar, like maybe I once had a life in a place where there were forests that looked like that- (there is something definitive about them…)
It leaves me ready, but sad, to go study for my midterm.
Thank you for coming, Lens! I enjoyed the company. They are very good woods indeed.