> On the third day, I shed my clothes. For what seemed a very long time, I was naked in the depths of the earth a hundred miles from the nearest town. The nak

> On the third day, I shed my clothes. For what seemed a very long time, I was naked in the depths of the earth a hundred miles from the nearest town. The nakedness, the plenitude of light, the soft warmth of the air, and the sense of illimitable freedom was erotic, and often I had stupendous erections, helped along by the memories of women I had known. He writes very well and the article made me realize: I don't go to the forest to be alone, I go to the forest so I can better enjoy humanity afterwards. If Christopher Ketcham is reading this: please fix your RSS feed.