I’m struggling not to push, I don’t know how to push and yet I can’t not, I have to. I’ve never been more frightened. Never calmer. I take off my boots and pants and underwear, leaving my socks, and I make a bed on the ground with my coat. The trees above and around. They sway. I am home here, and so glad. It is right that I’m here after all. It was always going to be here.
