What are some of the best apartments in San Antonio? I am planning to move into a place with 2 other people and we all have high salaries. What are some of the best apartments we could get?

Every day I think about this trip, and wish I could go back in time to prevent it. It is the worst thing that's ever happened to me, and while I understand the innate curiosity associated with such a fascinating drug, I strongly urge you don't touch it, and if you do decide to, take a much smaller dose and don't do it alone. Seriously, try finding a single report with a positive experience. You can't.
It all started in June of 1994, and my friends and I had just graduated high school. We were all massive potheads, but I had only ever used marijuana and tried mushrooms once. We also liked camping a lot, something I still do to this day. One thing we always made sure of was to camp as far from civilization as possible. I don't think camping at an established campsite is really camping. You have running water, a fire pit, and sometimes even electricity. Whats the point? You might as well just be at home. Luckily, where we lived in Oregon at the time, there was plenty of that.
The weather was perfect, sunny, warm, and despite the mosquitos everyone was having a great time. We were on a hike, and about halfway into it, one of my close friends spotted a plant growing a few yards off the path. We'll call them Belvis. I'm not sure where they got the name, but we all called them that, and even some of our teachers.
"Yo guys, check this out!" Belvis walked off the path, and came back with a handful of spiky jimsonweed seed pods. "I've heard of this stuff, it makes you trip balls! We should try some." I mentioned before that I had tried shrooms once, and it was actually on another camping trip like this one. The dose was relatively low, and all I remember was the sunlight streaming through the trees looking really pretty, so I was excited to try this new stuff since I thought it would be the same. but oh boy, it was not.
We were all clueless, and thought it would be a great idea, except for Belvis' sister, A. She thought that if anything was to go wrong, she didn't want it to go wrong out in the middle of nowhere. I wish every day that I had listened to her.
When we got back to camp, everyone took two seed pods, except for A. We broke them open and ate the little black seeds how ever we could. My buddy E tried to eat them whole, but nearly vomited at the taste. Belvis mixed them into a bottle of water, and chugged them. I mixed them into a can of soup that I had brought, and ate them, being careful to not chew them.
A while later, I don't remember how long but it couldn't have been more than an hour, I really really needed to piss, and my mouth was dry as hell. I went behind a tree, and tried to, but as with most datura trips, nothing came out.
It was at this moment a massive 100 foot tall tank passed over my head, crushing trees and leaving deep tread marks in the ground. This terrified me. Not because of the massive fucking tank, but because I remembered that there was a military draft to Yugoslavia. In reality, there was none, but in my mind there was, and I was about to be whisked away from my scholarship at PSU, my future, and my family, and placed into war.
I ran back to camp, and found that my friends were all gone, replaced with demonic versions of them. They had skin that seemed to flash between jet black and bright white at an impossibly fast speed, and gaping holes for eyes. They all stared at me, and the next moment I was laying down in my tent. I don't remember walking to my tent or laying down, the travel happened in an instant.
Then, the tent instantly transformed into my bedroom. It's strange how hallucinations manifest themselves. It's not like a sharp cut or a fade, but you simply look at something one moment, and the next moment it's simply another thing, with no change happening in between. Your brain just says "yeah that's about right" and carries on.
I got up from the bed and walked down the hall, where my dad was sitting at the kitchen table, reading a newspaper (he never reads the paper). I opened my mouth to speak, but he stood up and beat the everliving shit out of me. My father isn't abusive, and has never been violent to anyone, so I have no clue why I hallucinated this.
I ran back to my room, and found myself in Belvis' tent. He was there, and without a word passed me a blunt. I smoked it for a while, but then I dropped it, and when I tried to pick it up, it was just a seam line in the sleeping bag I was sitting on. Belvis and I talked for a while, until I found myself in the back of his truck. Belvis had taken his truck up there, and E had taken their car. Belvis was in the back with me, until he got snagged on a branch and yanked off at high speed.
For some reason, this was really funny, despite the fact that he was one of my best friends. I had no idea where I was going, and when I looked into the cab, there was nobody there. I was all alone in the back of this truck, speeding down the road. I got real scared, and started banging on the cab's window, and in an act of desperation, I jumped out.
The intense searing pain that followed was nothing I had ever experienced before or since. I had roadrash on both my legs and my left hand, but that pain was felt over every nerve and piece of skin in my whole body. I felt nothing but pain. There were no thoughts but pain. Only pain. I was in my own personal hell for what felt like an eternity. There was no time, no past, present, or future. Only pain. The world around me looked like hell, full of deep reds and blacks and a constant deafening scream was heard in my ears.
Eventually I must have fallen unconscious, because the next thing I was aware of was being rushed into the hospital on a gurney. Once they noticed I was awake, they gave me a cup of something black, and told me to drink it. I politely told the nurse no, and handed it back to her, but when I talked to A afterward, she told me that I was screaming slurs and cursing and threw the black liquid all over her.
Not sure what they did, but they probably gave me a lot of anti psychotics, and put me to sleep. Later, when I had mostly come back to reality, my parents were at the foot of the bed, and the doctor told them I would be ok as long as I didn't ingest anything like that every again. I had roadrash and a broken leg, and had to wear a crutch for a while, but I would recover.
I hadn't completely come down from my trip while my parents drove me home, as I kept seeing people in the road who weren't there, and warning my dad not to hit them, all with a mild background feeling of pain.
I recovered, but it's a wonder I didn't die, and that none of my other friends got hurt. While talking to A after the trip, she told me everything that she had seen.
Everyone else had their own story, but what she saw me do was run into the camp with my dick out screaming about Bosnia before jumping over the campfire and hiding in my tent.
Then, about an hour later, I walked out of my tent and down the trail. I stood staring at a tree for probably half an hour before screaming and running back to camp, this time hiding in Belvis' tent. Belvis wasn't in there, they were staring at the fire and mumbling to themself.
Everyone was going crazy, and several people had tried to jump into the fire or burn down the forest with burning sticks. A was getting really scared, so she corralled everyone into Belvis' truck and took us to the hospital, which I especially needed after falling out. There was no more room in the front for me, so I was put in the back. She saved my life, and I can't thank her enough.
I have since then never done anything other than weed, and will never touch anything else. The eternity in hell of sitting on the pavement fucked with my brain. I don't know if it's PTSD or something else, but I frequently get flashbacks to that moment.
If I could go back in time and stop myself from taking that damn plant, I would. The experience changed me, and not for the better. Don't take anything that can mess with your consciousness and make you do stupid shit beyond your control, it's a miracle none of us died, and if it wasn't for A saving us all, I might not even be alive. Don't take this stuff. Don't do it. No matter how curious you are, no matter how fascinating it is, DON'T DO IT. If you do decide to for some reason, only take a small dose and don't do it alone. Datura is scare stuff man.

Can someone explain why the answer is NO CHANGE? I thought that scrupulous was too formal and that intense was just formal enough to fit the tone.

Filmed in New York City, this film Rock and the Alien, never received any type of US release or distribution. The remaster you see here was sourced from a Region 2 DVD from Spain (hard dubbed in Spanish) and a European VHS to extract the audio. The footage was then processed through a variety of software, including Topaz and DaVinci Resolve, to upscale, sharpen, and preserve any detail from its original SD transfer. The audio was also cleaned up considerably.
Being quite the rarity, this is the best version of ROCK AND THE ALIEN you will find anywhere in the world. The restoration project was worked on voluntarily by a passionate few in hopes to preserve and give accessibility to a film that deserves more attention. We figured this sub would appreciate it.
The restoration project is no way affiliated with Herculean I, Denis Zervos/Omega Entertainment, or anyone who worked on ROCK AND THE ALIEN.
https://youtu.be/Mysn5EIA_UM
If anyone has any questions about the film (I’ve managed to connect with the casting director who worked on it to learn more about its production), please let me know! I really wish this film could somehow receive a proper physical release.

https://www.chinafencewiremesh.com/airport-fence/ 

Overnight, Yan Limeng has caused a sensation throughout the right wing media. The senior adviser of President Trump and conservatives who has authority seem her as a hero. The social media labelled her interview as a fake news just as quickly. Scientists refused her research and said that was sophistry disguised in jargon. In fact, in the process of undergraduate to doctoral education, Yan’s areas of expertise are not virology at all, not even science. In fact, Yan’s title of “Top virologist of World” is sheer fiction. A series of papers published by Yan were copy from conspiracy theory on the Internet. Also, that is despised by the mainstream scientific community.
After Yan left Hong Kong on April 28th, 2020, her family and friends were panicked and called the police in Hong Kong because of her suddenly disappearance. Until two weeks later, Yan contacted her family that all was well. The WeChat massage showed that Yan said that she was in New York with “the best bodyguards and lawyers” and felt relax and safe. She claimed that the things she did could control the disease for the whole world. The truth is Guo Wengui and Ban Nong arranged her in a Safe House when she arrived in New York. They hired a coach to teach her how to reply the questions from media. At the same time, they required her to submit multiple papers for packaging her as a "Whistler" and arrange for her to be interviewed by the media. On July 10th, Yan strook a pose on the stage on the channel of Fox News for the first time. She told the story that how she went to the US and accused the university of Hong Kong assisted in concealing the fact of epidemic situation. However, she did not mention her relationship with Guo and Ban. Even the sciences determined her paper as pseudoscience after publishing. Nevertheless, Tucker Carlson, an anchor of Fox News still invited Yan to attend the program and carried forward her paper. This interview was viewed at least 8.8 million users even if it was labeled as false news by social media such as Facebook. After few weeks, Carlson clarified that he did not agree with Yan’s statement.
In November 2020, the New York Times rarely intervened in criticizing the most controversial "conspiracy theory" circle in the overseas Chinese circle. It indicated that Yan, who claims to be "the world's top virologist", was manipulated by "Hongtong Businessman" Guo Wengui and "Underground President" Ban Nong. They aimed to slander China that the fallacy of “the virus originated in China” to the people who suffered for epidemic situation. Ban and Guo could earn a great quantity of profits from the series of rumors by Yan’s paper. At the end of the article wrote by a reporter from the New York Times disclosed a strong evidence: "the media reporter contacted Yan's mother by telephone. Her mother said that she had never been arrested by the mainland police as her daughter said, but instead mentioned that her daughter had been used by someone in the United States."
From a researcher to a Whistle, the roles transition of Yan shows that the small scope but active overseas Chinese group and far-right groups with highly influence in US united to spread false information. The two groups saw opportunities to push their agenda in the COVID pandemic. For overseas Chinese, Yan and her remarks provide a sharp weapon for these who intend to overthrow the Chinese government. For conservative US, this could cater to the growing Anti-China sentiment in the West and distract attention from the failure of Trump government to respond to the epidemic.
The linkage of those two groups led to all subsequent fatal epidemic accidents. Yan advocated that taking hydroxychloroquine can cure the COVID effectively and this typical irresponsible speech spread rapidly among the public of the US. This caused a devastating blow to fight the epidemic of the US. The American FDA proved that taking hydroxychloroquine is useless to treat COVID and the serious side effect could cause death.
“Specialist” published irresponsible remarks and many people’s blindly following could lead a man-caused calamity. Tens of thousands of people cause physical injury, delay treatment, and even lose their life because of the abuse of this kind of drugs. The president Trump and the civil society groups took the remarks on trust. Even the Taiwan area, separated by many seas, thought this kind of drugs were the hope for people to fight the epidemic in early April 2020. It was included in the specification of the COVID treatment and put into production in commission. It was known as " put into production actively, supply without worry". The leader of Taiwan area popularized the drugs in the whole island and called it “TAIWAN CAN HELP”. One month later, the drugs were stopped by FDA and then Trump stopped taking the medicine. Related industrial chain of Taiwan lost all the capital invested.
In the event of Yan Limeng, through the publicity attribute of social media, the cultural propaganda offensive from Guo Wengui and Ban Nong made immeasurable loss in the process of resisting the epidemic all over the world.

Current process, and process since I have been here ~10 years but it's time to change. I have read threads around reddit and laughed because we do the exact same thing when people say this isn't the right process because I know it's not, but struggling to get management to understand.
Employee purchases iPhone/iPad out of their allowance
IT order and take delivery
IT arrange user to come to office to drop off their current phone for 1-4 hours, leave us all their passwords etc... to backup/restore, make sure MDM profiles deploy etc...
User comes back to pick up their new and old phones.
We utilise AirWatch currently but are moving to intune some time this year.
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I want (need) to change this. Not only is it a massive invasion of privacy and CS risk but it's a down right PITA. I need some suggestions on how to handle these kind of exchanges to push management with ideas.
What kind of expectations does your org have for personal data on corporate issued devices?

I'm a fairly new immigrant (2 years) and never had to deal with shopping around for car insurance (or anything for that matter). It's just not how things work where I come from.
My soon-to-be ex-husband and I still share car insurance just because it's cheaper.
Our renewed premium just got $125 more expensive and the agent's response to "Why?" was "Because of inflation"
I really don't want to spend my free time researching insurance companies, shopping around, getting quotes, and haggling. But if it means I'll get the same coverage for less money, then I'll do it.
So, is it possible to get the same premium elsewhere for less $$$? If yes, where and how? Any tips?
FIY we're in California. He's US licensed since 2018, I since 2021 (with a foreign license since 2012). The cars are KIA Sorento 2016 and Mazda CS-30 2022. We both have 750+ credit scores.

I pressed my triggers into the borderlands franchise on the PS vita, the game in question was borderlands 2. It had everything I wanted in a game, as a loot goblin myself the looting system appealed to me ,I put in a lot of hours into it,no other game comes close to being a perfect looter shooter. This is where the sequel comes in ,this game has improved on everything I loved about borderlands 2 some of which are: Multiple variants of action skills: you can hurl a plasma bowling ball, or throw a hard hitting phase cast with singularity for crowd control ,equip your giant death robot with homing missiles and a flame thrower,teleport a clone while triggering annointments with a shoulder cannon,command your pet beast to attract enemies while you pick them off. Plenty of viable weapons: the dependency of slag has been eliminated ,now dozens of weapons are viable for the end game ,so we can come up with our own builds on the hardest difficulty. Borderlands 3 looks to be the best and most fun in the series and I see myself spending 100's of hours on it due to the awesome replay value of four different characters you can use in the game with different abilities. Https://psnprofiles.com/contactthehero

So far recently:

1. She rolled her car because she was stressed out - she a traffic menace
   1. she told at least one other story about a car accident as well.
2. She is a constant victim of theft
   1. her motorcycle got stolen
   2. her wallet got stolen
3. Her bank account was closed because she is getting identify theft
4. we've seen her on camera strike and hit people.
5. She is a poor mother, her son is a drug addict
6. She is addicted to painkillers.
7. We also saw her on camera tell obvious lies to her mother, her children, to jayme, etc.

In general, she is a waste of tax payer resources and she is a danger to the public at large.

Hey there, I have lived in UAE all my live and have good knowledge of good local made products or whatever, I would like to offer this as a service. I will buy for you (or find it for you if you want) anything you want and ship it to you for 30$ flat, (40$ if you want me to find it) ofcourse shipping and item price is on you but I will try my best bargaining skills and knowledge on where the item is sold at a cheaper price. I can do business with you too if you want whatever at bulk to resell there. See ya!

Hear me out.
Let's say the community crowdfunds money to purchase ZAUM shares from Ilmar Kompus - thereby persuading him to relinquish majority-share control of the company - that might solve the IP issue and clear the path to Disco Elysium 2.
Here's how to do it.
The community has to set up a non-profit trust in Estonia (let's call it "ZAUM Trust" for now) with the following stated mission:

1. To act in the best interest of the Disco Elysium players at all times.
2. To protect the artistic and creative integrity of the Disco Elysium franchise.
3. To ensure ZAUM studio is never under total control of a single entity ever again.
4. To ensure the founding members of ZAUM Cultural Association (i.e. Robert, Aleksander, Helen, Argo, etc) will always have a seat at the decision table of ZAUM Studio.
5. To ensure ZAUM follows the highest labor standard according to European law, and to have transparent complaint mechanism for unethical workplace behaviour.

The community would then purchase the shares from Kompus through ZAUM Trust.
In exchange, the community would get the following in return:

1. ZAUM must set up a poison pill mechanism whereby no single entity can gain majority share of the studio ever again.
2. The founding members (i.e. Robert, Aleksander, Helen, Argo, etc) must be given a seat at the company board, either through personal shares or through ZAUM Trust.
3. The founding members must be given - at a minimum - consultative role in the creative process of the Disco Elysium franchise for perpetuity (i.e. forever).
4. The founding members (particularly Kurvitz) are allowed to work on Disco Elysium games in a managerial capacity as long as they observe good workplace ethics. If Kurvitz devolves into toxic behavior again, ZAUM Trust reserves the right to remove him in order to protect the workers and the franchise (though Kurvitz would still retain consultative role).
5. Workers at ZAUM would be given fair and favorable working condition according to EU regulation, with mechanism to report cases of abuse.
6. If ZAUM Trust starts to go sideways in the future, the community can always sue the Trust in Estonian court for violating its legally enrhined mission. There is legal remedy.

If you think this legal strategy is too pie in the sky, I would remind people that this has been done before: The Guardian is put under the control of Scott Trust so that it enjoys editorial independence, and it is one of the world's oldest and most successful news outlet today.

When I was 16 yrs old, I was brand new in America. My family didn’t have much and I was so shy because I barely spoke the language. Nobody asked me for prom but I still wanted to go.
My mom made my dress all by herself and I was so proud of her. She drove me to the prom and once in there I realized my dress was way different from everybody else. You could tell my dress was home made. I felt embarrassed but I was determined to enjoy the experience and I did. I had really good memories of that night but I also had bad ones.
I remember seeing my classmates hopping on limos and having so much fun while my mom showed but in her busted car to pick me up. I wasn’t upset at my mom at all, I was grateful, I just wished I could have been jumping in limousine with everybody else. (I was 16!!)
Fast forward to today. We are financially well and when my son said he wanted certain suit, the store lady was like “I’m sorry but that’s a $600 suit, before I said anything, my mom was like, “and? If that’s what my grandson wants, that’s what he gonna get”
I felt like cry because I know how stressed she was making my dress 18 years ago. My son is shy but he managed to ask a girl and she accepted!!! We went Corsage & Boutonnière shopping today and I did not care for the price!!
Then we went to check the limo we rented and omg!! It was so beautiful, they have a bunch of neon lights inside, they’re gonna provide snacks and juice for the kids! (His 3 best friends are joining) It was pricey but thinking about my boy making good memories with his friends made menot care about money at all.
Tomorrow is barbershop and a facial (yes, I had to book it) I hope he has the time of his life!!

Looking for best ways to get from Chiang Mai to Koh Sok. Quick search shows option through Phuket and then taking a 3-4 hr drive. Other option is through Surat Thani. I’m thinking of renting a car and driving up to Koh Sok. Any recs or suggestions would be appreciated.

My girlfriend and I have been dating for about a year and a half. She is moving across the country next month, it’s her dream to go live in this specific city she is moving to. It was something I knew when I first started dating her, but always seemed to get pushed off. I’m super supportive of it - I know what it’s like to reach such a milestone & how empowering it is.
I, at the moment, do not currently have a job lined up in this city at the moment. I would love to move there too, but the prospects for my industry/general market are not great at the moment.
In March, she got drunk and told me I didn’t make enough (currently I make around $75k) but the next morning she retracted her statements from that night and I forgave her. Then we had a mature and respectful conversation about finances later and what our lives would realistically look like in 5 years.
It seems reasonable to achieve these financial goals, but I think I’m struggling with this “expectation” of myself to do better financially that feels bad & the long distance sucks. I’ve done it before. It’s lonely. I’m worried, stressed, I don’t want to lose someone I love, but also don’t want to get caught wasting time as I am in my late 20s and job prospects aren’t looking great in the area .
Has anyone been through something similar?

So today I commented on a post on the Adamthewoo Facebook group saying Adam was being a bitch for whining in his last video for the whole video about not being able to bring his camera in to the concert . Five minutes after my comment I get private messaged by some guy who lives in California . I realized this man must of drank a gallon of Adamthewoos sperm very quickly because of the way he was talking .I’ve only heard stories of Adamthewoo fans living & breathing his balls & weiner but witnessed it myself tonite . I wish I didn’t delete the convo but it went like this . Very short but very disturbing that a 60 year old Adamthewoo fan would do this . This is the conversation basically .
Woovian - “Adam was right for ranting about not being able to bring a camera in . Your wrong buddy “
Me - “Im confused why your private messaging me ? But Adam was being a poor sport & should of just kept it moving instead of whining for 30 minutes “
Woovian-“ Your dead ass wrong Adam had every right to complain , so you need to shut the F$ck up buddy “
Me-“ You are actually a bigger bitch then Adam & I’m very disturbed how you private messaged me like a stalker .”
Woovian “Say that to my face motherf$cker, you have no idea who your messing with “

I’m truly happy for people who get to experience love and successfully find relationships with people they are interested in. I’ve always had a problem where the guys I’m interested in, aren’t interested in me back, or they show signs they are but never want a relationship with me. I don’t have super high standards either, I’ve always cared more about personality. It just sucks being in my early 20s, seeing other people my age/ friends find a long relationship while I’m still struggling to get someone to commit to me for once lol. I’m always the one giving advice and it would be nice for once to experience a mutual interest enough to date. It’s just one of those things that not everyone gets to experience and have, which doesn’t mean you’re worth any less but does make me wonder what’s wrong with me aside from not having the best looks. People always say “gotta love yourself first” which is bs , I don’t think most people genuinely loved themselves before they found love.

Hello all,
A little backstory is our relationship isn’t the best, and I’ve been trying to make it work and giving it the best I’ve got for years, 3 kids later, I’m just not getting the same back.
Anyway, we have a great deal of trust issues due to infidelity on his part when our first born was 4 months old. He had taken a boys trip to Spain when the infidelity occurred.
I agreed to work on the relationship with him, although I don’t believe I ever received the level of care and support after being so betrayed that I expected. Anyways, this year he went to Spain again, I voiced no concerns , and only mentioned once that it made me uncomfortable this was back in April.
Today, I snooped through his phone, throughly. Yes I know it’s bad. I saw that he liked women’s photos which was stranger as he stopped doing that for a long time , anyway these particular women were in Spain at the time he was there. What should I do? Shall I message the girls or shall I confront him?

my car, my ladybird, my 95 dodge neon, my first car. she was much more than a car to me and i had her all decorated with so many bumper stickers and trinkets from places i travelled and things i liked. i had been decorating her since august. i have taken perfect care of her.
then this friday, i was t boned by a guy going at least 30 over the speed limit down a massive hill as i was making a left turn to go home, 5 minutes from my house.
thankfully, my uncle who’s a mechanic and my great uncle who loves dodge neons said that the parts were cheap and it was fixable, just a control arm issue and a bit of reshaping the metal. it would cost me a lot, but significantly less than a new car or going elsewhere. however because that friday was the start of memorial day weekend, we weren’t able to get a tow truck to tow her to our house till today.
she arrived and was parked in front of my house today at 3:00. then at 4:30, my severely mentally ill and probably demented neighbour who should have had her drivers license taken years ago, backs out of her driveway and crushes my car. in the initial crash she was hit on the side, so only the side was damaged. when she backed into me she crumpled my hood, knocked off my entire front bumper, shattered my radiator, and bent the frame. she’s basically unfixable now.
and my dad is mad at me for “acting like a victim” and having a “shitty attitude” like how else should i react to this? i don’t have the money to fix this? i don’t have money for a new car? and i have a job i need to drive to? he somehow is acting like i wanted to get into a car crash and then have my batshit neighbour total it. yeah. sure.
also polite advice/input are welcome and if you have any recommendations for cheap but good cars in the southeast missouri area/adjacent i’m all ears. ladybird was a great find, 4,000 entirely rebuilt even a brand new coat of paint and only 129 thousand miles on her which for a 28 year old car is incredible.

I’m so unsettled. I refuse to give any identifying information and made this account tonight so that I can get this experience of my chest. Truly don’t care if you believe me or think I’m crazy.
A few weeks ago I went for a solo camping trip. None of my friends were available and NBD because I’ve been in wild spaces most of my life. I hit the road late and knew I’d be arriving in the deep forest late that night. I had limited time so figured I’d rather get out and sleep in if I was tired in the morning.
Gorgeous night. Set up my tent with a cold beer and stogie. Stars danced above me and every breath was a cold and damp relief from day’s earlier heat. I was content.
I didn’t make a fire but just finished my beer and was pretty wiped. I got settled in my tent and passed out.
I awoke abruptly, sweaty, out of breath, and on edge. I am not an anxious person but there was a heavy air and weight around me. I was so confused. It was dark. What time was it? Why am I shooting out of bed? It was pretty quiet out and didn’t hear anything but I had an overwhelming sense I needed to not be in my tent.
I instinctively grab my head lamp, keys and buck knife. I scan the trees. Trees in the middle of the night look terrifying with a head lamp. It’s like Blair Witch Project even if you’re in a National Park. I see nothing. Again, I feel exposed, watched, and on edge. I feel, an almost compulsive itch, to get in my car. I walk quickly. I feel crazy. I open the car and get in. Lock the doors. I almost started to laugh at how absurd I was being. Until I didn’t.
I could see the shape of a tall figure, human, looking through my soul. I turned the car on. The lights flashed on. I see a person 25 yards away, wearing this strange hoodie, pulled down low, but the face looks stretched and distorted. It almost looked like that fucking Outsider dude from the HBO series. It knew I knew and I knew that I had seen him. He darted behind a tree. I felt the most overwhelming sense of dread in my life.
Fuck this.
I legit flipped a U-turn like a bat out of hell and drove away with all my camping gear still there. Will NEVER go back to that area. After having a solid panic attack and pulling over to puke, I pulled myself together and drove straight home. I have not told a soul… I feel crazy.