Envious of the woods.

I live pretty much in the middle of nowhere, near some woods. I've never really liked going outside. It always felt kind of pointless to me. But recently, I've been looking out my window more than usual. I don't really know why, but I've started feeling drawn to the woods.

When I was younger, I used to learn a lot about plants, especially mushrooms. I guess I've always found them interesting.

A few days ago, I decided to go outside for the first time in months. I took my phone and went into the woods. I might've gone a little too far and gotten lost, but I had my phone, so I figured I'd be okay.

I eventually made it back out, with only a few scratches.

I took some pictures while I was there. I probably posted them already.