There's a forest near our house. We both love to walk Gorby through the forest, because it's a place of peace, a place of calm. We've started taking one of his toys with us, and we play fetch.

And lately, the whole forest floor has become a carpet of exploding bluebells and new growing ferns. Walking through the forest is a visual sensation, something that yanks you out of any reverie and pulls you into a tranquility that I've seldom known outside of a pill bottle or away from a speeding train with a laptop reverie, my mind pouring out and eliminating that blinking cursor.

The next few days may be dfficult, and in the difficult will come me trying to picture myself here.

With this guy.

And with the other guy behind the camera, the one who took this picture:

I won't be online today or tomorrow. Instead, I will be somewhere else, but my mind will be whirring and I will wish I was here:

The world may be off its axis by just half a centimeter, but I will know that it is.

-H.

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