Dear Journal;
Here. In the middle of the forest, I feel calm. No violence, just peace. This feeling has been gone for a while now. I want to stay here forever.
11/12/1920
Dear Journal;
There is so much peace and stillness here. The calm is overwhelming, like it’s engulfed my life to its own mind. I hear birds now, and large stomps. Heavy stomps. Like a troop of them. I began to worry. I don’t wa...