I wake up to sky as blue as ice cream, wilderness encircles me. I am the wind and the trees, my limbs are ice-melted streams. The birds tell of all that they’ve seen, rabbits run around my feet, everything smells like mint and cypress. Here, my tongue is an autumn leaf. I am safe and I am far away. My past can’t touch me here; nothing can. I beling tonthe forest, I am a dryad: unknown and nameless. I fall asleep to the crisp frosty air, the night sky is an aquarium above me, I dive in and become a fish and seep into the stars.