In retrospect, it was a terrible idea to go into the woods. We decided to go on vacation to the woods, but now we see that this was an awful idea. There are too many paths through the woods, but this is not the main problem. The main problem is that it is too hard to tell what is a path and what is not a path.
The paths were made long ago, by hunters, by trackers, and by Indians. But we are none of these, and now, we are confused. I discussed this confusion with you, late last night, while we were standing by our campsite in the woods.
“I think we’re fucking lost in the woods,” I said.
“I think so too,” you said.
How the fuck, exactly, do we get out of here? This is also a question that I discussed with you.
“Is that a path?”…
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