I should have realised that walking in the woods in the dark was enough of a challenge without the added element of the river. Isn't it strange how a path so familiar in daylight takes on an alien form at dusk?
So there I am peering into the darkness when I see a human shape running towards to me. A male shape heading in my direction at speed. Fearing for my very life, with the instantaneous reflexes of a trained killer, I leapt into fighting stance - legs akimbo, fists in front of face.
As the jogger muttered, 'good evening,' I tried to make it look as if I were scratching my nose and ear. I think I got away with it.
6 comments:
Always embarrassing when one's paranoid self sees someone as sinister and threatening and they turn out to be the next-door neighbour picking bluebells. As you say, a rapid shift required into total-innocence mode.
How funny you are Liz..LOL.
Di.x
You weren't dancing in the grove by any chance, Liz?
Hahaha! Well, it serves him right, charging up to a person like that! He's lucky you didn't flatten him first and ask questions later! LOL!
I've noticed at night when I get up without normal light, things become sinister
I wonder is this like being blind after having sight?
Perhaps you had left your reading glasses on? I know this happens to me sometimes...
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