OMusique

January 8, 2012

I am walking through a jungle looking for a way down to the river. When the others arrive I take a huge branch from a tree and throw it as hard as I can at a nearby tree. The shock is so great that three branches fall striking some people. After that I find a way down to some platforms on the river. Some other people find another way so I let them work it out while I wait. Someone on a barge in front of me has a rope and is trying to swing it toward me so I can swing over. I keep waiting but the rope never intercepts my position. Finally after much frustration I get the rope and swing down. However, because I am on a higher ground I fall into the water before I reach the barge. I also loose my glasses. So I look under the water, slightly afraid to open my eyes, and see my brother, fish, and a dead armadillo. I ask my brother what he is doing. He is with some of his friends. I descend back under the water and find and grab my sunglasses. It was like an adventure. It felt like I was running from something very dangerous. Scary.