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No Backing Up
It should be a relief; ok, it is. Sort of. I’m sleeping some now. Not much and the dreams are bad. There’s that to be said for insomnia. The kids are happy here, though, and that’s going to be a problem.
We left long before most others got it that there was a real problem. I’m never one to duck a reality that doesn’t suit me. Denial is for children and people who haven’t been kicked hard enough yet. I check everything several times a day. The boys like to help; it’s still a game to them and I’m ok with that.
Others are still streaming in and I wonder how long before a decision has to be made. This is one of the better places out here; plenty of clean water although the vegetation is taking a beating.
I see that someone has started a wall over near the main spring. That took longer than I expected but I know what it means. It means that it’s time to go. I have maps that I don’t trust and a compass that I do. We’re going to have to pull out at night. That woman will try to stop us if she sees us packing up.
I used to be more open to people being friendly, being helpful. I don’t like being this cautious, but this is just the way things are now. I was never rude to the woman, but…
