7: The Second Night

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I keep walking and the sun is setting. I find a flat area to set up shop. I make a hole for I can sleep. Then I make a fire. Since I don't have tools and don't know how to make them, I eat a granola bar. I also melt snow. But not with a pot. I ditched all that stuff back at the other camp. I just fill my hands, and put it over the fire. Once it melts I drink it. I then go to the hole, cover it, bury my body, and sleep. But it's hard with all the life traumatizing events today, like the wolves and boulder. Also to be honest, don't jump off cliffs unless you neccesarilly have to. I search through my backpack and find the radio. I turn it on and try to find all the calming and quiet music. But one of factors to this insomnia, is the temperature. The weather is literally below zero. So for that problem, I find spare clothes in the backpack and put it on top of the snow I am buried in. Also, I put more snow on top of the clothes. With all the improvements to the (I just nicknamed it) hobbit hole, it is still no good. I am tired, but I can not go to sleep. I fiddle with the radio and try to find a different station. I find stations like smooth jazz and stuff like that. That is when I find a perfect station. "For all you people who come for bedtime music for you, you are just at the right place." The mood is perfect to go to sleep. His voice is getting softer as he plays the track. The perfect atmosphere is being made. "So we end the night with one of the many Mozart's melodies." So he plays it. Then, I fall asleep.

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