Modivation

Poultry man was just laying on the ground, unsure of why he was still there. He has said that he would go back yesterday after he wrote that 'story' but he had not managed to. Not because he was lost, but because he merely lacked motivation? Or something like that.

When poultry man first had started to head home he immediately pulled a poultry woman and tripped over a vine on the ground, falling into a mud puddle. Not wanting to continue his journey covered in mud he considered jumping into the river. But decided not to on the account of he dose not know how to swim.

The second time he had gotten up to leave the woods he was going to fly, but when he got to the top of the trees they were so entangled together that it would take a large amount of time to break through. It was very possible but for some reason poultry man decided against it. He had been feeling lazy-

Poultry man stayed lost in his thoughts until he sat up, reaching into his journal to write down some notes he had forgotten to write down while he was researching memory for s- Kate.

"I blame this on that gosh darn tree-"

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