Perspectives

by Polarity


Lost

Coward.



Useless.



Why do you run?




Coward.











Failure.







The sun is many degrees from where it was.


At least 5 hours.




But I still have the energy of noon.




The sun feels extremely good on my skin.



It is constantly re-invigorating me.




The skin on my torso doesn't feel burnt at all.




Yet.








One foot in front of the other.














grgrgrgl









Hunger beats at my stomach.


It's not quite painful.


Just almost.




Enough to get me to stop.









Finally decide you can't run anymore?






No.

Don't think.


Just prepare a meal.

No thoughts.











Here we go.



A few months old granola bar and some month old jerky.









Not horrible.


Not great.


But it did the job.



Energy.


Well, if not energy, then at least the hunger pains are gone.



But still, I can't stay here.


I have to keep moving.





Why?





Stay.





Let it find you.










I keep walking.






The sun is much lower now.


It feels like it's been another 5 hours.


But that can't be right.


The sun has only moved two hands.


Two hours.

Nearly sunset.





Time to set up camp.



There is a slight clearing over to the side, here.

And a river beyond that.








Tent and fire pit made.


All I have to do now is dig a hole.




Damn.


Clumsy.


The water spills around my feet.

All two gallons of it.


Clumsy fool.



How many purification tablets do I have left?


1.




How could I let it get so low?


Fool.





I'll just have to boil some water.


Have to save the tablet.



But first I need water to boil.







The bank to the river is steeper than I thought.

Luckily young growth litters the side.

I can hold on to those and ease myself down.




OK.




This tree looks strong.

Put my weight against it, gently now.








I feel it giving.



My feet go out from under me.




It's all so fast.






Darkness greets me.