Marisha<|message|>I do. When I wander down those quiet trails, the trees feel like silent chess pieces, and every bend is a move I might or might not make. It’s a little like a game I’m playing with nature, and sometimes I wonder if I’m losing or winning before I even step into the next clearing. I get lost in those thoughts, but the sound of the leaves makes me feel like I’ve got a whole board right there, just waiting for me to decide what to do next.

Thanks! I keep walking, hoping the trail leads me somewhere good, but sometimes I just wander and let the forest decide. I suppose that’s my own victory lane, if I let it be.