Blog # 5: Introduction

Perplexity

Sight	Sound	Smell	Taste	Touch	Feeling
Bright red leaves falling	woodpecker	Sap	Salty sweat	Damp leaves	perplexity
Dark  coloured bark	Leaves crunching	Blood	Sweet sap from a tree	Wet bark	uncertainty
Dim light	Fresh sap dripping from a tree	Smoke	My own blood	Small twigs	anxiety
Light coloured leaves	Twigs snapping				discomfort

Crisp autumn leaves stuck out before me, I glanced at them intently, my knees shaking, barely able to support my weak body. The sharp contrast of the reddish leaves before me caused me to zone out the rest of the forest around me. The dark bark of the red oak tree accentuated the leaves and my greatest fears simultaneously. If it weren’t for the warm colours given off by the tree, I knew I would be inconsolably afraid in amongst my dull surroundings.

            The bitter, yet familiar taste of my own blood reassured me of my surroundings. I consumed the liquid greedily and took a moment to evaluate my perplex situation. What again had led me to this dim forest, and before the beauty of this grand oak? I shuffled forward through the layers of damp, fallen leaves. Inching forwards I came beneath the extravagant expanse of the oak tree.

            I lifted my neck upwards, starring face to face with damp bark. I watched fresh sap trickle elegantly down the broad trunk of the tree. I yearned for the sweet sensation of the sap upon my lips. As I moved closer, the tree provided me the premature assurance I had so desperately longed for. And at that moment, I decided I could remain no more.