Walking this park pathway for what seemed to be years,with the blue skys hovering above and the sun flickering its light through the trees.What started out to be a casual, innocent stroll through the park, took a giant leap into the strange and surreal unknowns  hidden to the regular eye.

I could just hardly see it infront of me,but thankfully, there it was, a bench, About time!All this forrest hiking had my feet craving for a break.Reaching into my pocket ,pulling out a pack of smokes.I came prepared.Buying four packs of good old #7's for the long journey.I slid one between my lips ,pressed down on the flint of my lighter and sparked it up.The wonders a good smoke can do for a stressed out soul.Leaned down onto the bench,and relaxed there,noticing the day sky to turning dark.

Deciding that i didnt want to set the tent up at night,i started to walk once again, in seach of the first flat open area.Luckly about five minutes of walking later. I found the perfect place.The tent i'dd packed was very small only enough for myself, so it didnt take much effort to assemble after another 5 minutes or so i was all tucked in comfy and ready for night fall. That thought of breakfast over a crackling hot fire in the morning, put me to sleep.Though the comfort and happiness would be short lived.

RATE THIS BRANCH!