I arrived at thecolich yesterday. By the time I’d finally found it, night had fallen. I confess: I’m a terrible driver, especially on unfamiliar roads. I made my first mistake at the detour on the motorway and had to turn around and start over. Later, I drove down a dirt road through a pine tree forest. I drove slowly, uncertainly. I switched on my full beams, blinding a few rabbits. I heard the cry of a bird. I don’t know which kind.
I finally reached the end of the road, hungry and disoriented.
M
