Entry #10:
I can hear the grass. Not just the way it whips in the wind, nor the rustling it makes against the structures dotting the landscape... no, I can hear the cells building themselves, The organelles performing their functions, I can feel the photosynthesis occurring... and all the while, there's a shrieking that keeps getting louder every day. It started as a low rumble and proceeded to grow in magnitude. I have a hunch that it's only starting. I can't bring myself to do it yet. The proverbial pot is about to boil over and I just... can't.Â