April 2

As I waited out the rain inside the hollow cavity of a giant tree, a young gorilla named Titus approached. Titus saw that there wasn’t any space for him next to me inside the tree, but to my utter dismay, he squeezed himself inside and leaned all his weight on me. There was no way for me to escape.

Titus fell asleep with his chin resting on my shoulder, arms wrapped around me. I could hear the sound of his heart beating.

Gorillas are actually nice and warm.

-Juichi Yamagiwa, “Discussing Gorillas In The Year Of The Monkey”