I think sometimes when i look deep down, part of the reason I do adventurous-type-things is because I'm afraid of the person I'd be without those experiences. Sometimes I think I might live this way because I'm scared of the alternative.
But that's only partially the case. I certainly have a love for stories and adventures and all that, it's not all fear.
Chilling out at night in the uper branches of a tree is a truely great experience. Sometimes I'm underwhelmed by sunsets and landscapes because they are pretty but they lack an experience. If you lay in the branches just right the tree limbs will rock you as the wind moves them. You can feel other people climbing the tree by the little tremors they make in the tree limbs.
Sierra was afraid of climbing the tree, but I coaxed her into it. I'm good at coaxing people into climbing and adventuring and shit. So is naz, that's how we built our longago night phantom tribe. Coaxing isn't always a good thing. I'm getting so sidetrackt.
Sierra liked the tree.
I am nothing if not a good story.