Spring cleaning

[Infidel 762]

Strange nights lately—refreshing the same war over and over, like it might change if you look again. Left, right, wrong… no kings, just noise. Then you drive far enough out that the bars drop to zero and the screen goes cold in your hand. No updates. No experts. Just wind, and lines you don’t notice until you’re standing on one, and empty miles in a place nobody talks about.

Same world, still spinning—but it feels like you stepped off it for a minute. Out here, nothing feels urgent. Like the chaos only exists when there’s signal to carry it. The algorithm keeps feeding it to you… then it disappears the second the screen goes dark. Out here, it’s quiet enough to realize—some of it might not exist the way we think it does at all.

At least some things out here are still real.

Slipped out for a quick stand after work. I’ve called this pasture a couple times this winter at night, and the farmer mentioned he’s been seeing a coyote hanging around his cattle there, so I set up in the creek-bottom brush with a shotgun. A few minutes later, I could hear one running down the creek, crashing through the leaves.

I’m getting to the point where I get more out of calling one in close—into shotgun range—than taking multiple at night with a thermal.

 

[crapshoot]

What a poet you are. And a bonified killer.

 

[hunt0168]

Excellent read Jeremy. I know the feelings, and the power of resetting my mind when it’s just me in my element. Thanks for sharing.

 

[Spurchaser]

Or just turn it off and look around…if I wasn’t “told” about everything social media thinks is important, I would never know.
Everything in my little town is all normal.
People are shopping, going through the few little drivethru’s we have to get food, or getting their dusty trucks washed for church tomorrow.
Hunters are chasing turkeys and boats are loaded up heading to the lake or their favorite ponds.
Some are working in their yards putting pine straw in their flower beds and planting those Spring flowers.
Kids are playing in the yards or riding their bikes through the woods exploring nature.

Yeah, if I wasn’t “told” of all the craziness going on, I’d never know it and I like it that way.

 

[jmeddy]

My County has ~37,000 people, nearest (biggest) town in it has 4100 of them. I read the local paper (published in the next County) for my news which isn't much. Haven't watched a newscast in years. As Spur said above 'Ilike it this way.