Cosmicomics

I'd like to run naked in a forest without anyone to tell me it's wrong. My only coat would be my skin and my hair and the hard soles I would develop from running barefoot. And when I'm bored of running naked, I'd like to jump into a large lake and grow fins and gills and swim endlessly among other naked fishes. I would wait for dawn at the spot of water where the first rays of morning hit perfectly and reminisce at the wavering mirage of Land Things. Dryness would be nothing more than a distant memory as I scuttle deeper and deeper into the sulfur-ridden unknown.