TheMechanic's Journal

TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN

            I awake distant in the wood, the cold letting me know with each breath that she has arrived. It is still dusk and the frost still settles on my robe. Hungry and cold I begin to build a small fire to set my first meal. As little as I have I shall make the best of it. It must last me awhile yet. Finishing my first meal the sun begins to peek above the trees kissing my face. Letting me know my day has begun and I must make the most of it. 

            Gathering my things, swiftly I begin to walk the well beaten path that has been layed before me. I walk swiftly and without question as to my destination. The morning is still with me and I have little to worry with. It is a beautiful morning and I enjoy watching my surroundings with the cold and trees softly blowing to and fro it is almost unsurreal. Altho my walk is swift I miss little in what is now a short journey. It is great to be alive, I thank the gods almost by the minute that I have been given this chance to prove my worth.

            I now leave the well beaten path with caution. Hearing a slight noise just ahead in the brush I investigate with reluctance. To my suprise I find a small wolf cub trapped in the thicket unable to break her bond with nature. I quickly run to her aid and release her from her bonds. Quite tired and scared I pick her up with the utmost care and begin my small walk back to the path I know so well. It has not taken long for the cub to walk on her own. She has followed me a good distance with caution but followed me none the less. I think this may become my friend in time.

             The sun is now overhead and the heat of the day rest on my shoulders I grow tired but I have much day left to burn. I find a nice shady patch just ahead and stop to eat. My friend quicky comes to my side to share in our days feast. Altho my vittles are now half in number I only have half as long left until my days end. We have prepared a hardy lunch and my friend eats well she is now much bigger and eats almost as much as I. I lay down taking a small slumber but have awoke to the sounds of threat. I need not even move my friend came to my aid without promise of anything. What would I do without her she is who I talk to when there is no one else to speak with. She is who I count on when there is little else to lean on. I quickly pick up my things and begin again not to lose time.

               The sun now rest on my shoulders with weight. My hair is speckled with gray and my clothes are quite worn. I have traded my things for a walking stick to aid me on my way. I still have a good bit of day left but I must not waste it. I walk a bit slower now and time follows me almost as closely as my dear friend. It would seem I have seen most everything in these woods now but I continue slow but sure. My destination is still unclear but this matters little.

               The sun now rests on the treetops almost as if it were ready to sleep itself. My friend now walkes as slow as I and no longer shows great intrest in our travels. we are both very tired and only look to rest. I no longer have color in my hair and my clothes are worn and tattered. I lean on my walking stick much in these last hours of my day. I have traded my shoes for the feel of dirt on my tired and worn out souls. Yes, I must rest just a bit even my friend no longer moves without ache. I must not rest long I can see time now, just behind me, waiting on payment.

                I awake and can just make out the moon in dusk. I gather my walking stick and call for my friend to join me. She does not move and slumbers beyond her years. This greatly hurts my heart but she deserves her rest she has made a great friend these many hours. I put her to rest in a clean spot in the woods and say my goodbyes. I wipe the tears from my wrinkled eyes and begin to continue my journey feeling more alone now than ever I did. I will miss her, I will miss her for the rest of my day.

                 Night now comes with slow push. Time has caught up to me and I can no longer deny it. The moon is in full view and the cold once again touches my breath. The stars have just began to wink at this old man before them. Alone, cold and hungry, I rest now. I rest my tired body. I have learned friendship, love, companionship and what life has to offer. I have learned many things in my day and I now pass this on to you my friend so you may learn from my day to aid you on yours......

                                                   To Whom It May Concern....

No idea, I was board. Night guys.    11:35pm 10/28/07