There was this tree when I was a boy. It played with me always. It never went away. It was there waiting for me every day after school, enticing me every moment with its complex branch network and natural climb-pathways to the top. I rejoiced the time I spent exploring its intricacies. One day I felt from it, my mistake for accepting a dare. It was forbidden that I climb again, but I still did at times. Until the time the people with the chainsaws came and took most of it away. Regardless, I continued playing near that tree stump for years until I also was taken away. The bonds created during those years never subsided. He was and still is my tree-friend. Hive account@fcpway