Day 2
Ah, I guess I fell asleep.
The morning light filters gently through the windows, casting a soft glow across the interior of the fire lookout tower. Trying to break from my slumber, sitting up I take in my surroundings. Dust particles danced in the sunlight, and the room is filled with a golden warmth. But amidst the comfort, the mess is glaringly obvious. Dust blankets every surface, and the room looks like it hasn't seen a proper cleaning in ages.
Sighing, I swing my legs over the side of the bed and stand up, stretching my arms above my head. It's time to clean I suppose. I grab a broom and a dustpan from the corner and start sweeping the dust and debris into a neat pile. I feel as if I’m erasing memories with each sweep. A shame but its unavoidable.
As I clean, I can't help but think about the way my mind has been lately, like the clutter in this room. I wonder, I do wonder what if- never mind. What I’m thinking, just get the job over and done with.
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There, a lot of picture and memories stored away from the past lookouts. But they’re gone and I have no need for them. I’ll throw them away with the rest of the trash.
The room look better now, the air is breathable and there’s no clutter. I figured I deserved a cup of tea. The vintage kettle on the stove; it’s charming. Don’t ask me but yeah, there’s something about items that remind us of simpler times. As the water boils, the room was engulfed in warmth.
Nature's grandeur was on display as I surveyed the vastness of the woods. Towering trees stood tall. Sipping my tea, I found my thoughts wandering, like the swaying branches and leaves.
As the cup emptied, I thought. You know they say thoughts are tiresome. Actually, I’m not sure people say that, I just used that phrase ‘You know they say’, to add validity to my thoughts. Back to my point, I thought that I should probably get a grasp of my surroundings. I changed to appropriate attire and gathering hiking essentials. With the backpack snug on my shoulders and heading towards the door.
Ah, I’m tired.
I’ll do the hike tomorrow, as for today I’m tired.