Exchanges while lost skinning in the trees: He: Ain’t it interesting how we’ve worked ourselves into the same fate, same shit. She: Same shit, rather different toilets. He: Now that I think about it, getting a little lost ain’t so bad in a place like this. And this bread you made, although a bit stale, is actually pretty good eating! Her: That’s the spirit mate. We have miles to go, so get that bread while the getting’s not too frozen. (He dropped his bread in the snow. She picked it up and ate it. They continued to hike for several more hours). .
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