Now I Was Fucked

Now, I was fucked.

Surrounded by trees, it was impossible to know where I was, or what direction I should take.

At least a couple of hours until dark.

The schedule was blown as far as I was concerned.

Nothing I could do about that now.  I was in the cold and would have to find my own way out.

I picked out a good looking tree and decided to stretch my legs.

I used to love climbing trees when I was younger, before gravity proved to be an untrustworthy ally.

Nothing link spending a very hot summer with your leg in a cast to make you question some bad decisions.

Didn't keep me from making more of them, but I did always question them.

The daylight did not so much fade as melt like an ice cream in winter.

I dozed off a couple of times.  Very dangerous thing to do when you're balanced on a branch sixty feet in the air.  

The last time I snapped awake I could have sworn that gravity was close by, licking its chops.

At last, it was dark enough.

I climbed a little higher so I could see the night sky.

There was a large plume of light off to my left.

Humans.

As good a place as any to start.

I started the long climb back down.