i dragged my hungover friends to go swimming at a childhood spot i hadn't been in over a decade. they stayed on the rocks, but I explored upstream and found you walking over the stones in your magnificent splendor. We shared an awkward wave, and I left you alone. I came back again with a friend hoping you would have friends and be more approachable, but it didn't seem right to disrupt your forest meditation. You were so incredibly lovely as you moved over the rock and water. If you'd like to get to know a fellow heathen, please reach out...