I used to do a lot of snowmobiling through the Minnesota wilderness and I loved to pretend that I was on some great adventure, or in a race, or in a movie. When our group would stop along the trail I would tell them the story I created, and then when we would start up again I would continue my story or maybe start a new one.
I was thinking about this last night as I went for a walk. The end of my walk takes me through a beautiful park in my neighborhood, down a giant hill and then back up (the hard part). I listen to music while I walk and there's a certain song I like to listen to as I go up the hill because it sets just the right pace to get me up the hill without having a near death experience. Sometimes I need to pace around at the bottom of the hill waiting for the song to start (Elton John's Philadelphia Freedom). The problem is that there's a creek at the bottom of the hill and I think it's creepy! It's very overgrown and dark and I always worry that I'm going to see a dead body floating in the water. I know! Crazy, but that's the story in my head! Here's what the area looks like:
Isn't it creepy? It smells too.
Most of my stories are much more upbeat and Bruce Springsteen seems to be in a lot of them, but this one is clearly a bit dark. And no, the dead body in my story is NOT The Boss.
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The snomobiling partners are smimling at your story!
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