Wow - this sounds like LIFE sometimes - the ultimate metaphor. No idea where I am, where it's going, how the traildisappeared when it seemed so very clear but then poof! it's gone and the Odd Woods feel a little ominous.
I liked the berries, tubers and mushrooms on hand to sustain you. :)
Your writing reminded me very much of a dream.
Next episode?
Sending you encouragement from Northern Thailand.
I am not sure there will be a next episode. I'm not a very consistent poster on this blog, I did notice It had been 8 days since my last post, so may have had a bit of life in the story about fear of disappearing from steem. It is the little fruits and fungi, and what ever we can dig up, that keep us alive on steem. So like in the story, at a place to rest, evaluate, and look forward. No desire at all to step back or back track or to swerve to the left or the right, just straight on til we find what we are looking for.