Why the woods? Because I'm in them. Not lost exactly but all the picnic benches are wet and I can't sit down. But I'm not worried. I know the woods won't eat me. And yes I came back. Sometimes all paths lead home.

The Woods

Well, as usual I'll start with a little written cough, the equivalent of wondering what I'm going to say next, and how does this work. Mark this spot, little cough. I'll be back.