My most nerve-racking thought before I went out was the fact that I would be alone at night, and that something would happen to me. It’s the old child afraid of the dark thing, or the effect of watching too many horror movies.
At one point, during the first night, I woke up cold, as expected. I turned around and watched for a moment. I heard the same bugs, the same water, but not the same feelings. I realized that I’m not a child anymore. I could take what came my way, with the knowledge I have, probably better than most people. I grew up in that moment. It was important to me.
The first day was spent mostly on my shelter and making it comfortable, until that night, when I laid there thinking about my parents and my past. At night, when I couldn’t fall asleep, was when I thought of my future plans, my past, and how I’ve grown. That ended up being a good chunk of time, because I didn’t sleep well.
During the day, my thoughts were on eating, my shelter, and the book I was reading.
As I was walking back to the car, all I could think about was how proud I was of myself for doing this and not going to Mr. Mike once for help. I know that this was good for me. I gained more confidence in myself, and I would do it all over again if I had the choice.
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