adventures in winter-time

ive been having a rather adventure filled holiday.

and since i always seem to want to have an adventure...
but rarely find myself engaged in a activity that i think really qualitfys as one...

i decided to define adventure.

somthing... which is unexpected...
and exhilarating...
and somthing that you are doing without knowing the way it will turn out.

if you enjoyed it in the end it is an advanture.
if you didnt it is a tedius waste of time...

ex. a foggy mountain at night..
where untill you arrived you had no intention of being...



where... for some incredible reason... you have no trouble seeing where you are walking...
but the tops of the trees and the view of the river are lost in white.
and a distnat train and a nearby one call and respond through the mist. so you know the world is out there...
otherwise your entire universe could consist of the drip drip of left over raindrops onto leaves...
and the silouette of one lonely tree... reaching out over you like a canopy or a black bony claw... but holding you there...
where you totter on the edge of nothing... where somthing should have been.

and it is possible to really truly think and feel all these things... while you whisper quietly in the dark about badly constructed horror movies.

ex.#2
creeping through a eerily empty mansion...
where every room on the left has a magnificent cold sparling scene of distant light... across the river. and with the feeling the someone is going to jump out and laugh at you at any moment... but they never do. there is no one inside.
but for some reason the door is left open and unlocked.

and
the snow all around my house is covered in an icy layer that is reflecting the light of the windows
and the shadows of the tress
like still water...
im trying to convince myself that that is what it is.
and that i am surounded on all sides by a calm ocean...
and i could dive out my window at any time and swim away.

and
yesterday my friend and i drove around in her big white juno van looking for a playground all night.

it kept not being where we thought it was going to be.

and she didnt... technically speaking... have a liscence.

so we went back to her house.
and lay on our backs on the black ice in the drivway.

and talked about stalkers and things.

and looked at the moon.