I had been doing vlogs about the black cloud I had been carrying, and how was I ever to get rid of it? I complied some of my prose into a self published edition. I was inspired when I read TIME Magazine's special on the life of Benjamin Franklin. He would write entire books by hand. I felt weighed down carrying this darkness around. I thought perhaps I would become a vortex of disatster, (which is kind of what happened anyway,) so I chimed in siging of the letting gos, and I chucked my book. Into the bottom of the nasty Atlanta City "Pond"/"Creek/sewage run off thing. I am not even sure if this can be considered anything other than a PUDDLE. It was deep enough. And I stared at the sad little book sink to the bottom.
After the rush I had to sit down and collect myself. I hadn't felt such a release in years. All of the sudden I look down to my right ankle and I see a TIME CAPSULE. At least that is what I think it must be! I have been leaving TIME CAPSULES behind for years, and allways I look for them. Here was my first discovery!
I open it up, not knowing what to expect. It is this little bullet shaped capsule that looks it could easily withstand the end of the world, and totally swallowable.
There is a narrow piece of paper. Tiny lines, all kinds of signatures, and obvious code names. The dectective in me decided that it must be a very important list and everyone on the list was in trouble. So I decide I am going to track all these people down, because: GASP! I recognized some of the names, real names and professional names of kids around town.
It take long for me to discover that I had found a geo-cache. A hiding game that people have been playing for years on the computer thanks to their hand dandy GPS. The conclusions I came to were much more adventurous than the game of geo- caching.
Weeks later my friends confirmed my finding, as I learned that they were also geo-cachers. "You're a muggler, aha," they pointed and laughed. A muggler is someone who takes the cache notknowing what it is. I found this slightly offensive as I had been genuinely worried and concerned about this extensive list. I tried to understand the dates, and why some left cities. Where is Franklin, GA?
I mulled over long and hard about what to do with this cache. It's super cool, I can keep neat things in it, hide it somewhere new with one of my poems on it. The possibilities are endless. Should I put it back where I found it? In the exact spot? And then run the risk of some other sensitive woman kept up late worrying.
I decided the best thing to do would be to give it to my geo-caching friends so they could hide it since they allready had an account. I have too many accounts to keep up with, and I was still a bit bothered with being called a muggle. Trying to make sure I was making the right decision, I prodded for more information. I have seen people do some really intelligent things within the world wide web, and this seems so cool. Why not spread messages at all the spots?
There are very important pressing things in this world. So Atlanta Geo Cachers, give me a good reason to participate.
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