Sometimes, the best way to get out of my fucked up in unlimited ways head is to actually abandon it by wandering outside, wade through the humid autumn fog, and slowly ascend through the most colorful of forests that is in the midst of maturing and shedding its mesmerizing clothing, then not stopping till I reach the sun bathed bare naked top where I do absolutely nothing but enjoy the now, enjoy the nature, nature, enjoy the fact that I still am…
