I love the woods. I go there to reflect, to listen to books, to think about stories. As a child I would explore paths through trees and leaves, over streams and abandoned stone walls. They seemed miles long and far away, but in retrospect, they were quite short and close to home. When we’re young, our imaginations take us anywhere.
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