Although my world dwindles as the vision leaves me, I still try my best to keep my hooves moving. I am always so idle. Ironically, I sit beside and idol. Perhaps I should see more than objects when I speak. Perhaps I sit beside what I mimic. I do not know. Life confuses me so.

Still, my plans were to visit the birch woods. I do believe I passed right through them without realizing. I did feel the tickling pink flowers. I could see a bit of pink blur when the tickling sensations grew thick, but it soon left me to my own.

Here where I sleep as nothing but a shadow now I have found a place where blind deer can frolic. It makes my spirits light, makes me feel...dare I say happy!

I would have leapt to the sky if not for the fact I have become notorious for finding my head trying to assimilate into a lovely tree. What joy it would be to be a birch! Little birds would twitter amongst my branches. How I'd loathe them. I'd be a mean birch tree. I would eat the birds. I would trip deer. Yes, that seems like the kind of birch tree I'd be.

I digress, as my perpetual time alone in the forest came into view, I found such large trees. Even I could see them. I could leap about and laugh, for they could not hide in my weird world of ghosts and idols. Now my skull hidden in a skull would remain more intact than it had in the past.

I suppose the places I go are rarely traveled as the footprints in the dirt have worn away long ago. Not even the gods remember this place, nor where the footsteps were. I will be one more deer forgotten by time, but it is something I look forward to. This place is peaceful, my home. I would rather it see the dirt stirred by an ancient wind than I would the others. If I am reincarnated to that mean birch tree, I can make sure it remains as such.

Still, this place gave me time to think of today's events. Did I see those I thought I knew? I have denounced such on little. I feel as though my skull has assimilated with something else, the great world of stupid in my head. It is no wonder I am making sense today!

Perhaps I shall wait until whatever it is that is making my vision a blur is over. Then I can see my loved ones. For now I will walk alone, but soon when they return I shall walk with them, nuzzle them, comfort them...

I find myself lonely without them...and much too friendly.

Even my thoughts ring clearer than usual...

Perhaps I shall run into a tree tomorrow.