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Wednesday, June 23, 2004

Lost?

I am standing in a field, it's cold but sunny and the air smells slightly of some combination of grass and shit, that makes the farmyard idea leap into first place in my list of possibilities. I've been here for several minutes now and things are looking a little clearer. At first I freaked out and then when my brain decided there was no immediate danger I relaxed a little but it's safe to say I haven't finished freaking out yet. This is just weird.

There are trees over there and a fence that way, It looks like i'm on the top of a small hill as the ground curves away on all sides. I haven't moved yet. Should I? My bare feet register with me when the grass tickles between my toes as I turn on the spot to survey the area for the fiftieth time. Why don't I have any shoes? I've pinched myself four times now and i'm starting to bruise my arm so the dream idea has dropped down my list of possibilities to about seventh. I am the very meaning of lost. Tracing my steps back until I see something I recognise seems like am obvious option but that only applies to people who know how they got to their current position. At least I assume I didn't just walk here, that's another one for the unanswered questions list. Too many lists.

It's noon if I believe what the sun tells me and more than likely winter too judging by the fact that I'm cold and those trees are bare. This makes things doubly weird since I think it was Fall before I was here. Could I have changed hemispheres? I'm still ignoring the fact that I was standing up when I opened my eyes, that's at the top of my weird list because it means I could have gotten here on my own and had some sort of sudden brain fart of epic proportions. You hear about it all the time, people who suffer minor strokes while watching TV and forget who they are. I know who I am by the way, I just don't know where.

I'm still deciding whether to move, if I do start walking which way do I go?

What was I doing before I was here? I'm actually struggling with the memory and that frightens me even more. I was at home I believe, which is where? Now i'm panicking because I'm not sure where I live exactly, wasn't I just talking about hemispheres? Does that mean I live in the northern one or the southern one? My hands are shaking.

I'm scared and so I start to walk, I look all around one more time and head for the fence.

Five minutes ago...

Three young men are sitting on a rock by a road, hiking boots and socks scattered around their feet and a backpack contains the remnants of power bars and sandwiches. One of the men stands up and announces his intent to urinate in the trees. He's walking barefoot across the field when something in his head just stops. His eyes open and he's lost.

1 Comments:

  • At 6/30/2004 3:13 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    So I am now terrified to walk barefoot across a field to urinate in trees after hiking. I’m thinking it is all the fault of those damn power bars!

     

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