RubyBlue
Policy Enforcement
This is not what I had in mind for a weekend getaway. Swiping at the bugs and plants digging into my already itching skin, I cursed Hannah. This was her fault, she tricked me. When she invited us to spend a weekend away with her before her wedding I imagined water laced with slices of cucumber and lemon, white fluffy towels I could drown in, a spa with all the trimmings so I could just float away and relax.
But no.
Instead here we are in god knows where wilderness backpacking. Why? Why do people do this to themselves? It’s dirty, it’s sweaty, god I hate sweating. A squirrel flitted across the branches causing me to jump at the sudden crash of trees. Hannah was going to pay. She knows I hate being outside in this. . . this. . . dirt. Ugh.
I pushed through the brambles on the trail determined to get this day over with. I stopped and circled round surveying my surroundings. I have no idea where I am. I didn’t think I’d gone far to privately use the facilities, or lack of, but dawning dread filled my stomach as I turned. Everything looks the same, the sun was at high noon so I couldn’t make out a clear direction. I tried to quiet my growing panic. If I just block out the insect noise I should hear my group. I cursed the squirrels running up the tree beside me disturbing the silence. But they were all I heard. I couldn’t hear a single human voice. I was alone. I didn’t know where to go let alone what to do. Taking another glance around I sat down on a fallen log. I had to think. This was fixable right? I wasn’t stranded here, they would come looking for me eventually. Right?
But no.
Instead here we are in god knows where wilderness backpacking. Why? Why do people do this to themselves? It’s dirty, it’s sweaty, god I hate sweating. A squirrel flitted across the branches causing me to jump at the sudden crash of trees. Hannah was going to pay. She knows I hate being outside in this. . . this. . . dirt. Ugh.
I pushed through the brambles on the trail determined to get this day over with. I stopped and circled round surveying my surroundings. I have no idea where I am. I didn’t think I’d gone far to privately use the facilities, or lack of, but dawning dread filled my stomach as I turned. Everything looks the same, the sun was at high noon so I couldn’t make out a clear direction. I tried to quiet my growing panic. If I just block out the insect noise I should hear my group. I cursed the squirrels running up the tree beside me disturbing the silence. But they were all I heard. I couldn’t hear a single human voice. I was alone. I didn’t know where to go let alone what to do. Taking another glance around I sat down on a fallen log. I had to think. This was fixable right? I wasn’t stranded here, they would come looking for me eventually. Right?