in an era draped in the shroud of predissolutionary gloom, where the very parameter of existence hinged on the unobtainable, i discovered a truth about wood that many have sought but few have understood. it urged me to pay no attention to the whispers of despair that haunt the night; instead, it taught me to find solace in its eternal presence, a symbol to restart from baseline. wood, in its simplicity and strength, became a testament to resilience, proving that even in darkness, growth and renewal await.