Realizing what he was doing, Obi turned around and ran away, into the very thicket of the forest. "Damn it!" Obi ruffled his hair. He never wore his favorite hat. He jokingly thought it would help him get out of his head of unnecessary thoughts, but in fact he knew that it was because of the unnecessary thoughts he was still holding this piece of cloth in his hands. Sitting on a tree branch, he looked at the moon. As always, she was sad and calm - only she could be trusted with her thoughts, feelings, experiences, and today they were plentiful...