Sweat begins to drop from my brow.
Water's surface moves to the side with a slide of sheer suspense.
Sun's rays, once a delight, embellishing my sight, now, nothing more than a ray of heat hemorraging my health through the red, rough bone of the temple.
Puffy clouds, once dynamic and inspiring, now, but taunt and terrorize me to my very core, as neck aches, and back pounds. Sore legs incite an aching groin.
I try to collect myself, 'fore my rear collapse 'neath me.
Stomach growls. I feel pain of hunger. And then, an idea strikes me...
TO BE CONTINUED!