It's been a few days since I've been to this spot in the forest, when I left, a while bunch of nothing was happening. Sounds fun, doesn't't it? It was super facinating. I met this one tree, but he was too busy being a tree to talk to me. Made me feel pretty awful. Made me wanna kill trees. So I did. I took out my battle ax, sharpened it, stabbed em'. The smell of his blood was thick with syrup stuff. And the look in his eyes made me know that he had a family. Then I had to stop and think. Roadhouse.