I’ve been having a hard couple of weeks. Not sure why but I’ve been moody and struggling to snap out of it.

Luckily, the sun has been shining here in my corner of the world and I’ve made it a priority to be outside, preferably deep in the woods.

Being close to nature clears my head. I breathe better. I’m happier. Just to feel dirt and pine needles, leaves and rock under my feet makes me feel more at ease, more like myself.

I coerced a good friend into venturing out to Lake Katherine last night. He’s a good companion and doesn’t appear to mind when I stop for a picture or just to stare at water and lean against a tree.

It’s important to have people like that in your life.

I worry sometimes that I’m going to just run wild in the woods but I suppose there are worse vices!

What’s your coping mechanism? Tell me about it in the comments.