September 2 continue 

Im climbing the big tree . There’s not many branches to get a leverage on . Keep scrambling to the point that sliding down its limb would be more stressful than the ascent. I ‘l push on , no looking down .On the bottom is where regret lies . That’s the the reason why I chose to climb this exotic fucker in the first place .Gotta escape the only place I know , didn’t know if I’d loved it anymore . The foliage is dense , can’t see much light sneaking through . Will there be any light ,will it be better or worth it ? Shit can I turn back . No .         I used to be a dare devil in a tree . Took incredible risks jumping from tree to tree . Once in a tree when playing tag as a kid I was uncatchable . I’d jump from branch to branch , sometimes as high 40 to 50 feet up . The other kids wouldn’t follow .They knew a mistake could be life threatening. Not me , I didn’t consider it a risk . It was a gamble on winning . It’s the only time in my life I ever got out of my comfort zone . The thing is , I was comfortable doing it . Escape , I loved it .Thats what I’ve done this time , gotta forge ahead and see what’s up there . Yep , i’l get down in time for tea like I used to as a kid,long after I was the only one not tagged . For now I have to continue