The soft light from the lantern tinted the park's foliage a darker green. Night had not yet fallen, but the shadows were already becoming a little frightening.
I was returning from a date. The guy I had recently met turned out to be a very rude, ill-mannered person. We said goodbye and would never meet again.
I was walking through the park upset and somehow down in the dumps. There was a bench on the playground and a large birch tree nearby. The birch seemed to be calling me and reaching out to me with its branches.
Responding to this call, I walked up and hugged her.
Every cell of my body felt the soft bark of the birch. It seemed as if it had embraced me and we had become one being. It was quite dark in the park and the people passing did not notice me.
Have you ever heard that trees have a soul and help people? I have. They say some groups even go to the forest specifically to hug trees.
But I want to tell you a strange story about me.
