06 September, 2012
Walking far from any other humans, I can see a thunderstorm on the horizon. My car is nowhere near. No business is close by. But I recall passing by a small bathroom not long before. Two lone rooms, one for each sex, standing by themselves in isolation. It is all I can do for cover.
I make it before the rain comes, but almost immediately upon entering, a torrential downpour covers the area. The noise is deafening. Thankfully, I carry on these walks of mine a portable chair, which I pull out and sit upon, doubling the number of thrones in this room. Electricity appears available, so I pull out my DS, plug it in, and start playing Zelda in a bathroom on an isolated trail.
My life is weird.