A Sign Of a Better Day

.It was the end of my second year of attending Penn State University.  At the time, I was living in a house off campus where other students and grad-students lived.  We had finished our finals and were waiting for the results.  I expressed my uneasiness to the group and one grad-student said that he had been grading the final tests and that I had failed the test.  This test was very important, I needed that class credit to go on.

Yep, that hit me real hard and I walked out of the house, got into my car, and headed for the mountains.  The forests have always been my best friend and I sure needed a friend so I headed for the mountains.  Parked my car and took off on foot.  Walked and walked and it started to get dark.  So, I found a good spot, sort of a depression, and filled it with hemlock branches and leaves.  Collected some more branches to cover over with and went to bed.  Oh what a beautiful star filled night sky overhead.

The next morning I woke feeling a lot better and then noticed two deer standing a short ways off, staring at me.  To me, that was a sign that everything would be all right.  With a better attitude, I took the long walk back to where my car was parked and drove back to where I was staying, all refreshed and ready to take on another day.  Then I found out that the grad-student who told me that I failed, was just kidding.  I got mad and happy at the same time and the happiness won out.  In a way, I was glad that happened since the experience of waking up with nature and wildlife is still one special memory.  When I went to bed last night, I kept thinking about that experience.  Now you all have a great day you hear?  I plan to.