So I seem to have taken up temporary residence in Silent Hill.
You see, I spend many of my days in a cold, unfeeling concrete building, attending conferences and trying to not fall asleep during them when I'm not doing experiments.
Because of this, I tend to be rather unaware of my surroundings which is why my mother says I'm a horrible driver.
Now as some of you may know, I live in a magical land oop north called Minnesota, doncha know, and it's populated mostly by moose and Scandinavians, you betcha it is.
And as some of you may not know, Minnesota is currently on fire.
It has been for a while now, and let me tell you, that damn wildfire is a trooper.
As far as I know it's survived snow and rain and stuff like that.
However it's not terribly shocking that it's still burning, due to one rather specific reason, which I'll explain to you the same way I explained to my friend whom lives next door to the Mojave desert;
Minnesota is essentially one giant pine forest, with bits of swamp and prairie thrown in for good measure.
And to my understanding, this is more or less what forest fires like to eat, as it contains lots of nutrients to make them grow up to be big and strong and kill everyone.
To put this in perspective; the fire began up in the Boundary Waters, a good ways north of here, and it's nothing the average person would bat an eye at as I swear it seems like spontaneously bursting into flames in the BWCA's weekend hobby.
I live quite a bit south from that, if you haven't picked that up already, in fact I'm a little under an hour away from the capital/Minneapolis, give or take.
Now I really don't like to swear, but I feel like in this case it is necessary for emphasis;
It is as smokey as FUCK outside.</i>
I was off to the store and to get some Frozen yogurt, when I noticed how hazy everything looked and it smelled like a giant bonfire, which wasn't terribly surprising, it had been that way for nearly a week now.
What really caught me off guard was the light-off-grey stuff dancing in the breeze like little sugar puff fairies or dandruff, and my first thought was 'SNOW'...which was kind of odd in hindsight as it was about 60 degrees.
Then I thought 'BUGS', but no insect I was aware of had such an erratic flight pattern.
Then I thought 'I'M CRAZY.' and stepped out of the car..and got beaned on the arm by, of all substances, ash.
There are traces of ash falling from the sky, people.
A tiny part of me is concerned, I am walking distance from a huge state park, i.e yummy acres of forest, in addition to living in a swamp.
Also, my school is positioned atop a bluff in the dead center of acres and acres of unmanaged forest.
On one hand, it's a steep bluff and we're still a good distance away from where the action is, but on the other hand, as the fire seems to have been blessed by Zeus, I wouldn't be surprised if it had the endurance to make it down here and, I dunno, do Parkour to get up the bluff or something.
Whatever happens this should be rather interesting, since some buddies and I were planning on going camping on Thursday.
Hopefully, my state doesn't turn into Mordor in the meantime.