The Saving Rhythm

One time I stopped to drink some water, turned around, looked up at the sky, and saw one of the stars moving strangely, fast and zigzagging across the sky, tracing arbitrary trajectories. What could that have been?

The saving rhythm

There were about two hours left to the village. I'm walking along the road, and there it is — the long-awaited encounter! Suddenly, a bear rises up next to me, who had been sleeping on the roadside until then, whom I must have woken with my rhythm. ))

It was a fully grown bear and I got scared. As I've said, by that point I was no longer ready for any feats, there was no adrenaline or testosterone left in the tank, but apparently, as luck would have it, the world loves to joke and throws

adventures at you precisely when you need them the least… The bear walks toward me, and I keep walking with my rhythm past him. And we simply passed each other a couple of meters apart. I didn't veer aside, didn't step back, I just kept walking as if the bear wasn't there at all. I had the rhythm on my mind, and only that mattered. The bear, just like me, went his own way, without making a single sound... Job done, fear overcome. The intensity of feeling was great, but I had enough self-control to keep doing what I intended to do — walk toward the village, maintaining the rhythm…

To be continued…