The weirdest feeling of all is waking up in a bed and thinking "Where am I?"
The next subsequent thought?
"I have to feed myself."
If there's every a time in my life I've felt like Bear Grylls, that time is now: Dropped in the middle of a strange place with imminent danger surrounding (these small town folk do NOT drive like Atlanta's highly trained lot), equipped with the bare minimum and feeling the ever present desire to survive.
Needless to say I won't be eating all of the spiders I've found in my bathroom thus far (by the way, that's not gonna fly) for a source of protein (chicken salad, anyone?), but the analogy will have to suffice for now.
I'm 18 years old and out on my own for the first time in my life. Yeah. We'll see how this goes.
Bear Grylls always survives and so will you :)
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