What's it about being innawoods that has this incredible soothing effect on my soul? When I am alone in my room, when I am alone in the city with strangers passing me by, even when I am with my friends I feel this unbearable loneliness and isolation, like they wouldn't be able to understand me and i wouldn't be able to understand them on a deeper level. But when I am alone in nature, all of those feelings seem to evaporate, they don't affect me at all. Even if I am as far away from civilisation as I can get, I still feel connected to every living being, I understand the streams' babbling more clearly than any human utterance and i feel understood by the trees and shelltered by the sky. My ex once mockingly told me "being unable to make any real friends, you're damned to talk to the hills when you go on your weird hikes". Is she right? am I just running from my insecurities or is there something to nature tht speaks to us on a deeper level?