You are backpacking in the Ozark National Forest in north central Arkansas. Since it is 0230 you are in your tent. Because the ambient temperature is plus or minus 2 degrees of the freezing point of water, Fahrenheit, you have your down mummy sleeping bag zipped all the way up. In fact you have the cord on the hood portion cinched up so that all that is visible is your very manly proboscis. Because you are 68 going on 79 you have just woken up with an extraordinary Continue reading “Definition of Panic”
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