Love it! There's a sense of futility and relentless dread that all things will end. The experience reminded me of taking care of house plants and the changing of seasons. It made me wonder why I constantly obsess over keeping my indoor plants constantly lush and green while I am content with watching the outdoor plants struggle and change with the seasons. I thought of the mouse as a little elf or wood sprite that is desperately trying to keep the oak tree alive, and yet the oak tree wakes up and stares at your struggle with knowing, almost like a grandparent looking at you and wordlessly saying "it's my time little one, it's okay to let go."
Thank you for the great experience. I really enjoyed playing it and putting up a last stand and helping my last leaf stay alive for as long as I wanted until I was content to let it go. 