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The time is 3:50am and I am dreaming about my orientation (staging) in philadelphia. I'm sitting in a room with the 19 other members of my team. We each have an identical bag, an Osprey Waypoint 60, the bag I bought last week. Everyone is emptying the contents of his or her bag and checking to see if everyone has the same things. I have significantly less gear than everyone else and they all assume I can't be taking this seriously because I'm not prepared. I begin to reach into my bag and the contents darken to the point where I can no longer see. My hands begin to change as I fish around in the bag, sure I will pull something out that will impress my team members. The skin turns a light brown, my fingers elongate and eventually my hands resemble corrugated cardboard more than appendages. My cardboard extremities are entirely inadequate for picking up anything from my bag.
At this point I wake up and spend the rest of the day occupying myself with anything but sleep. 18 hours later i'm losing steam.
At this point I wake up and spend the rest of the day occupying myself with anything but sleep. 18 hours later i'm losing steam.