hiking trail and the sun shot out of the sky like it had a death wish.
And then my quintessential problem kicks in. I'm not sure whether it stems from being naive or a desire to prove that I'm a big girl and can handle myself, but I just start doing stupid, stupid things. I got myself more lost, almost on purpose.
I didn't even want to go home until I realized what the sound was that I'd heard two or three times.
And that's when I called my roommate, more frustrated than anything. But the reception was terrible.
I found the trail eventually, and my car soon after, and got home safely.
