It rained last night. Very heavily. A real electric storm. And today mushrooms seem to have sprouted up all over the woods. Literally hundreds of them. They are every shade of brown and orange. I'd never noticed the ponds were so brown either. Greeny-brown but brown all the same. When I walk - or rather am dragged through the woods - suddenly I notice I'm THERE. And everything becomes clear. Then I'm back in my head again, thinking, thinking. The mud helps - it's very difficult to think too much when there's masses of mud to be negotiated.
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