Sunday, June 04, 2006

But I'm not a jogger.


I left school and decided to walk home, becuase it was such a beautiful day. I walked along the freeway, and broke into a jog. I was wearing jeans and the wrong kind of shoes, but it was such a gorgeous day that the jog felt really good. I took the turn by the offramp, pretty sure that I was supposed to veer left. I kept running, and the view started to seem more and more wrong. No problem - I stll had plenty of time. I turned around and started running back to where I had taken the wrong turn. There was now a small (maybe 10 inches across) stream of water to my left, but the water in it was rushing very fast. There were a lot more shadows than before, and I started to get nervous. All of a sudden, I saw a huge gar in the water, much bigger than could fit into that kind of stream - maybe 8 feet long and 18 inches in diameter. It was alive, and snapping, trying to get little drops of water in its mouth as it was swept forward by the current. I tried to run faster. As I passed a tree, I realized there was a huge (read King Kong size) boa constrictor coiled behind a tree. It sprang.

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