Observation by Diamond Head

There was many things that I could sense while I was out in the wild. At first, I noticed that one of our student went off afar from the rest of us to smoke. So I smelled the nicotine and started to cough. It disrupted me and my sympathetic division told me to get away from the area. Using my prefrontal cortex, I fought my way through the dense poison that caused me to start coughing violently. I had to readjust myself to focus on what I can learn about nature. As I was away from the dense fog of nicotine, I found myself near a fenced ledge. I decided to study what was being guarded and saw that it was an old sewer pipe. I couldn't smell anything, but as I got near the bottom of the ledge it started to stink of something old and rotting. But there was no trail of sewage running out from the pipe. Perhaps the previous owners stop maintaining it. But the retching smell was still there. It looked as if it was to slide off the hill and onto an open space sewers. The land definitely did not look happy. The grass was a dead green color and the trees looked withered. It was if it did everything to merely survive. Tough. Tough is nature. There was a sense of no sympathy for the land. Even with a dry environment, I'm sure there are certain plants or cactus that would dwell mightily there.