Day 5.

I'd like to plant a tree and see it grow in my lifetime. I feel like even if I were to live to 80, I wouldn't be satisfied with the size it would grow in sixty years. That's fine, though. I'd want my tree to be huge, with sprawling underground roots. The bark would be completely devoid of anything that would relate to the presence of a human being. The size and beauty of this tree would be impeccable, with long branches that hang down low.

In the winter months the tree would mimic the Ents of Fangorn, standing proud and patient.

My allergies are killing me.