If Mr. Rogers Ate Monkey (Day 30)

I have been in The Inside for one month but it feels like three. The reoccurring daily activities have me settled into a Mr. Rogers-esque routine, which has made the experience physically managable although the slow chipping away of the mental stamina is sure to hit a tipping point if things don't change up soon.
Discuss with Joe that fact that we may be setting some sort of world record for most time consecutively spent within 15 ft. of another person. We work together, travel around the forest together, and otherwise exist in our Huaorani hut during all other times. Are we finishing each others sentences? Yes. Have we discussed every possible conversational topic known to man? Yes. Has Joe been contemplating ridding me from his life? Most definitely.

Witnessed another Huaorani super human feat of strength today. We were in the in forest cutting down large trees for the bamboo flooring with Otobo, Omallave, and Lenny. One of the cut trees was held up in the air by a large vine about 75ft up in the air. Lenny, definitely the strongest Huao among them, ties a machete around his ankle and bear-hug shimmies up the tree and while holding onto the trunk of the tree with one hand, hacks away at the vine holding the tree upright. All this about 75 feet above the forest floor. While Joe and I are nearly crapping ourselves in wonder, the other Huao are not even watching nor even caring that a slip up by Lenny would surely cost him his life. Just another day in the woods for them. I'm guessing that all the bad tree climbers don't make it to their 14th birthday.