No!! There is so much to do inside the house, I hardly ever go outside! I think I'm suffering from nature deprivation. I haven't been able to find a good, private place to go for a walk. None of the trails around here are maintained or even marked - I can't find the one that is supposedly half a mile from my home. When I lived here as a youth, I just took off over the hill at the edge of town. No one minded my wandering in the woods back there, or burying pets. But I'm hesitant to try that now.

You did not really think that story was real, did you? I love to freewrite. Some kind of magic happens, and out comes a brand new, never before told, story. A story that actually makes sense, to some of us at least. I thought this one was a bit out there, but you're the second person who saw some of their own reality in it, and wondered if it were true.

Thanks for thinking it was funny! I laughed when I reread it. While I'm writing, I just write madly without thinking about it much. The best stuff comes out if I can manage to not think at all.