"Young Men Hike the Rural Desert, Sure to Become Road Kill"
Wednesday, 30. July 2008, 05:53:13
The clock may read 1:39 AM but I'm think I've discovered some new, not yet discovered time for I feel it must be around 30 O'clock. I have been packing for so long that I can't remember what it felt like to be well rested and clean. I have gathered credit card airline miles at the UPS Store, the Post Office and damn near every take out place in town. My fingers are still pruned from the cleaning products I used on the stove. I have decided to pack it in for a couple of hours because I caught myself packing garbage and throwing out clothes. Besides, I have to be up for the steam cleaners at the crack, unless they operate on cable guy time and then I can sleep until next Wednesday and I am being interviewed by the AP in the morning for the upcoming hike across half of NC. I don't know if it will be too fruitful for the poor reporter:
"Do you know how far you will hike each day?"
"Not really sure."
"Have you arranged where you will sleep?"
"Nope."
I can't wait to read the headline: "Young Men Hike the Rural Desert, Sure to Become Road Kill".
As I lay me down to sleep, please don't let me dream of packing...or road kill.
"Do you know how far you will hike each day?"
"Not really sure."
"Have you arranged where you will sleep?"
"Nope."
I can't wait to read the headline: "Young Men Hike the Rural Desert, Sure to Become Road Kill".
As I lay me down to sleep, please don't let me dream of packing...or road kill.
WIDGETIZE