Dear Self, in the silence of the forest night while the bear lurks and no moon shines, remember the journey you took to get you here. This forest, now seemingly a bear trap, was once a ranch of bovine beauty - bulls here and bulls there tossing over-excited cowboys out of their arena. Now in the darkness of the night, as the bear prowls and wanders without any sleep, watching and waiting for new blood to feast, retrace your steps and recall how you wandered into this field of dreams that firs...