Was walking down a dirt track through the woods in the gathering darkness last night, and I liked the solitude, so when a truck drove through I saw its headlights and as it approached stepped off the side of the path and stood behind a tree, rotating around it as he passed.

With the horrible consequence that when I got to Darwin and turned to drive it down the path, I was the only active thing in sight but couldn’t be confident I was alone.

Bumping down that path, white-knuckling the wheel, eyes scanning the trees beside the road, all “I can’t fast travel now”