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Whats going on:
Mental: 96% / Physical: 100% \ Emotional: 100%
July 5th:
Awoke to the smell of bell flowers and pollen.
Standing up stiffly, I stretched and looked about my surroundings, careful of any danger about me. Not far off was a small collection of fawns, sprinting and skipping through the thicket. A pair of stags bellowed from afar; Walking slowly I edged close to the nearby pond to sip at it's waters alone.
Behind me a fawn begged for attention, crying incessantly for minutes as I drank. Turning slowly I found that it had gotten bored of me and skipped off after other fawns passing by.
I began walking to the assortment of large stones where I had met a kind fellow there.
Not long ago I even found a doe whom appeared to be rather interested in me...but she since then hasn't returned to the forest. I pondered this as I walked.
I reached the figure and laid upon it, meeting my friend once more, enjoying a silence that I haven't had in years.
I hope to see him again some time.
The fellow from the other day
