Well, I intended to write every day, but I have just been so exhausted every day after working that I always fall asleep before I remember to. Anyway, it's been a couple weeks, and I am settled into my new home. When I first came up here, I wanted to live on the Gribley land, but when I found that, the house was gone, and all that was left was ruins from the foundation. So, I looked around a while, and got creative. I was walking downhill when I tripped over a tree root. Luckily my fall was broken by a bush before my momentum had time to build up, so I wasn't hurt. Anyway, I looked up, and there was one of the biggest trees that I had ever seen. I looked down, and there was a hole, like with Christopher Robin. That first day I had seen animals living in trees, and now I knew what I'd do. I took my axe and dug out the rotten wood from the hole. After a while I reached good wood, and I began chopping. In those days I didn't take care of myself very well, and almost didn't eat because I was working so hard on the house, but eventually I got the idea to smoke the inside of the tree with a small fire. This made the chopping much easier, and now I have a small room inside, big enough for me to lie down in comfortably, and sit up in. I've dreamt up many different types of treehouses, but I tell you what: I wouldn't have been able to find something that fits the landscape more if I had only looked online.  

 I know what you're wondering: if you are so busy, why do you just now have time to write this journal? I'll tell you why: 

It's because of an old woman.  

One day I was collecting wood for a fire when I bumped into an old woman, who apparently thought I was lost. She had been collecting strawberries from a bush down on my side of the mountain, and had me help her, which I gladly did, but then she brought me back, almost forcibly, to a small town nearby, that she called New Delhi. She apparently thought that I was also from there, and I said nothing to contradict her.  

I tricked her into leaving me alone by saying I was going to the library, and that is where I am now. I am using the library computers here to research about more plants and animals of this area and figure out how to find and trap them. A steady diet of fish can only do so much. I actually found something that surprised me: apparently Peregrine falcons live in these mountains! Well, I know what I'd do if I ever ran into one of those: raise one as a pet to help me hunt food for lean times. In fact, I think I might have even seen one earlier. . .