10-10-2016, 12:36 AM
I'm camping out with someone. We're in sleeping bags. This is in a remote wildlife preserve, because I'm aware there are wild animals about. Suddenly there's footfalls and then snuffling around the end of my sleeping bag. It's a tiger. The person I'm with works at the preserve, and the tigers know her, so she's safe. But I'm a stranger, and I know it's only a matter of seconds before it will attack.
I'm overcome with a deep sense of regret that I made the decision to camp out. I wish I could change my decision, but it's too late. Knowing my death is imminent, I'm overcome with total despair.
I've had bear dreams before where there's a bear is in the vicinity and I'm on edge, but never anything where the situation is so hopelessly dire and I'm so despairing.
Been reading way too much Cormac McCarthy of late...
I'm overcome with a deep sense of regret that I made the decision to camp out. I wish I could change my decision, but it's too late. Knowing my death is imminent, I'm overcome with total despair.
I've had bear dreams before where there's a bear is in the vicinity and I'm on edge, but never anything where the situation is so hopelessly dire and I'm so despairing.
Been reading way too much Cormac McCarthy of late...