Devolve me

I spend most of my time daydreaming about just leaving everything and going deep into the woods.

I have no grand delusions about thriving in there, writing an into the wild type book, or totally escaping life.

I just mostly just want to get abducted by aliens, meet and befriend Big Titty Goth Sasquatch Girlfriend, find and worship an old god, or get pulled into a witches coven to do their unholy bidding. Maybe a few of those combined.

Nothing says nature like drinking tequila seltzers in 40c/ 90f weather and reading a book about Waco while in a tiny grass patch in the middle of some woods.