I lift myself onto the tree. I have not done this in a while... I push myself on the tree's branches. Once I was on the top of the tree, I ate a little of the bark. I feel invincable.

(This is refering to how I felt after climbing a tree after a couple months. The tree I wrote about is a willow tree named Sapling, a name I gave the tree when I was 12. I love that tree. It is at my childhood home, I still live there.)