...from the fallen tree I lay on, I don't see much sky. Mostly trees reaching their leaves towards a sun that only comes down into small blotches of light. The plants and animals don't seem to mind.
Things I thought of while laying on the tree trunk:
- Taking a nap
- All the creatures that have walked through that very spot
- If I will fall off
- What it's like to never have 'human' needs (like groceries or toaster ovens)
- If what all the old people in the FOXFIRE book say about how people were happier back when they took care of themselves without using any money is true?