the stars might lie
On 7.7.7 I was camped at campsite 7. Which was good for seven reasons (at least).Reason the first, that all those sevens are lucky.
Reason the second, that campsite 7 had a creek, full of icy cold water good for soaking a sprained ankle.
Reason the third, that campsite 7 had a flat spot for a tent surrounded by tall tall trees, which provided shade, thereby allowing the uncommon treat of sleeping late while camping.
Reason the fourth, that campsite 7 had a fire pit, in which many delicious marshmallows were roasted, just before being squashed into s’mores and devoured.
Reason the fifth, that campsite 7 was a few hundred feet from the parking spot for campsite 7, so I had to be carried to the campsite, and being carried is fun.
Reason the sixth, that I assumed, after spraining my ankle last Wednesday, that my weekend hiking plans were shot to hell, and that instead I would be lying about staring out my bedroom window longingly. But when I called Operaman to cancel he said, I’ll figure something out, it doesn’t really fucking matter what we do, and that, right there, is the correct answer. And then he found a place for us to go car camping, and he packed up sleeping bags and a stove and bacon, and also some ridiculous car-camping-only things like pillows and a French press, and he picked me up and drove us to Mt. Hood, to Shellrock Creek Campground, to campsite 7.
Reason the seventh, that according to a numerologist quoted on abcnews.com 7.7.7 is “considered a day for freedom, restlessness, gambling and doing things unconventionally.... It's a day when plans are made to be broken." And is there any more reliable source than a numerologist being quoted on a TV news website?
3 Comments:
cheater! 7:00 am? i doubt you were awake at 7:00 am. and the 7th? nope, this post wasn't here on the 7th, or the 8th. :)
and also, time travel? do you know something I don't know? I need secrets!
you caught me.
it was actually 7:07.
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