My Intention

I was walking through the woods when I came upon an elk. The elk asked if I wanted a beer. I said yes. The elk gave me a can of Rolling Rock. Normally I don't care for Rolling Rock, but it was being given to me by an elk!

The elk asked me to what did he owe this honor or my company. It's hard to not feel good when someone is cordial with me. It doesn't give me the chance to think badly of them.

I said to the elk that I like to get away and walk by myself through the woods. The elk asked if I'd rather be alone. I said no, that it was okay.

Deep down I did want to be by myself. I's hard for me to not over-consider others feelings. That's the reason I came out to the woods. But sometimes the world is in the woods.