night walk
I gathered my things and walked out of the door. It was 6pm, pitch black, and cold. My butt was going to freeze out in the middle of the bush. My ski pants were a size too small, so my thighs and butt cheeks were tight; but I promised myself that I would dress as warm as possible for this lab session. Our class was going on a night walk. In the pitch black. Yikes. Everyone poured into a vehicle. As we drove out of Kamloops the lights from the city disappeared behind us. A manifestation of foreboding anxiety washed over me. It was dark. Really dark. We turned onto a gravel road and parked. As everyone gathered around to collect a head lamp, my friend Bo had ripped the zipper tab on his jacket. Great. I tried to help him re-attach the zipper, but had no luck. Our fussing disrupted the class, “Mo and Bo” causing havoc once again. ...