February 27, 2015 - 22:30
It was refreshing to return to Morris Woods after having not been there in so long. After finding my own site to sit at, I never made the time to return to the woods. It was odd at first because I kept thinking about how this wasn't "my" site, and how someone else was probably thinking the same thing about the site I call my own. My mind kept wondering and I ended up spending a good deal of time thinking about what exactly the person whose site this was thought about while sitting here. Were they able to close all thoughts out of their mind and sit in piece (as if meditating), or were they constantly considering the various facets in their life and how each affects another?
I forgot my phone in my room so I couldn't take a picture, but I left a note in a crack in the bench for Rosa to find whenever she next visits her site.