After your most recent foray into my soul,

I logged off.

I took my little blue footstool into the rainforest.

I carefully placed it where I would be able to sit

And feel the cool rain on my body.

The rainforest has always soothed me.

The rain came down and hid my tears.

I used to use the rainforest to escape the pain.

The pain of countless needles drawing blood.

I would sit on the table and stare at the photo.

The cool green, the dark blackish brown trunks.

I could feel the cool.

I could sink into the photo.

I could smell the fragrant orchids.

Sometimes, if I sank deep enough,

I did not feel the pain.

Today, in the rainforest

I still felt.

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