That 72-hour itch
Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 2:51 pm
No, not THAT itch.
The Itch kind of starts a little when you punch in your out-of-office info in your work email. When you're grocery shopping for snacks and treats, you can feel it too. Then when you're packing your pack, it really starts and you can't scratch it just yet. Then your pack sits all lonely and neglected for those last few hours, waiting to do it's duty. That's when you really start to feel The Itch. The Itch as to be scratched now, and the only way to do that is to set off on that long boat ride, planing across Lake Superior, until you see the ridges and trees of Isle Royale. Then The Itch goes away, and it's replaced by something wholly different.
Now I wait. All Itchy.
The Itch kind of starts a little when you punch in your out-of-office info in your work email. When you're grocery shopping for snacks and treats, you can feel it too. Then when you're packing your pack, it really starts and you can't scratch it just yet. Then your pack sits all lonely and neglected for those last few hours, waiting to do it's duty. That's when you really start to feel The Itch. The Itch as to be scratched now, and the only way to do that is to set off on that long boat ride, planing across Lake Superior, until you see the ridges and trees of Isle Royale. Then The Itch goes away, and it's replaced by something wholly different.
Now I wait. All Itchy.