Into the woods

Em,

I think lives have gotten to me; it makes me want to leave the word behind and go live in the woods. Where I can be alone with my own thoughts.

There is something about hidden home, tucked away in the woods, that opens up to weary traveller seeking a place of solitude. Just the thought of just pack only the essential and going away just for a little while makes me think of all the dream I’ll dream; ideas I want to contemplate; and the meaning of things I held dear.