DOES IT REALLY MATTER?

[lumberjim]

Originally posted by Whit
      Um, I have... it's not been that rare in my life either. Perhaps 'cause I've liked the occasional walk after midnight to sort my thoughts on my life? Lot's o' reasons to laugh mixed in there... Um ... Point is, this is rare? I love late night walks...

do you sing "walkin after midnight" by Patsy Kline?

I take a walk almost every night right around midnight.....i just usually don't laugh out loud....sometimes i'll chuckle to myslef if i think of something funny, but for some reason it seems strange to me to talk or sing or laugh when you know you are completely alone.

I remember going camping on the Loyalsock River in eaglesmere, and at one point, my 2 friends hiked back to the truck and rode to town for beer or food or sumpin. They were gone for about 2 hours(we were pretty far out) So, I'm standing there on the river looking up and down and all around, and there's no one. NO ONE.

I thought, boy...I could scream or sing at the top of my lungs, and no one but maybe a bear is anywhere around to hear me. But I couldn't do it. I felt pretty small surrounded by the vastness of the landscape, and it just felt wrong to disturb the silence.

( I might have been tripping and the sensation COULD have been a little bit exaggerated. I don;t remember for sure, but I think that was why we usually went camping in the first place)