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“Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun, more last than star...” ― e.e cummings
This was just a really interesting quote at the beginning of the book. I think it really speaks to the feeling between main characters eventually.
Instead of joy or triumph, it was fear that gripped her. Her constant, familiar companion. Always pressing down on her chest, a choking panic clawing at her throat.
Really speaks to how anxiety feels
COLD. The four basic principles to keeping warm. C—Keep clothing clean. O—Avoid overheating. L—Wear clothes loose and in layers. D—Keep clothing dry.
This book contained a lot of highlighted passages like this with tips on survival.
She leaned her remaining ski pole against her chest and raised three fingers above the horizon line: a trick her father had taught her. Each three-finger segment represented approximately an hour. Still three hours until sundown.
I've seen this used and could never remember the equivalence.
red bag of Doritos. Her father had used them once in a pinch. The chemicals, powdered flavors, and oil in the chips would burn for several minutes. They were perfect for combustion.
Mind blown...
fist-sized rocks near the fire to warm them. She could place them inside her shelter with her as a makeshift heat source once they were hot.
snow should never be eaten for hydration. The energy required by the body to heat and liquefy the snow caused further dehydration and increased the chance of hypothermia.
His go-bag contained forty-eight hours of emergency supplies—MREs, high-calorie protein bars, a Lifestraw water filter, water purification tablets, a first-aid kit, duct tape, a pair of goggles, two thermal survival blankets, extra wool socks and underwear, waterproof matches, a flint, and a Ziploc bag of Vaseline-coated cotton ball fire starters, sewing kit and multi-tool, a headlamp and flashlight, extra batteries, compass and paper maps, and three spare magazines for his Glock.
He was nearly out of hemostatic gauze and Celox blood-clotting granules. His tourniquet had also been used back in Chicago.
He kept a rubber doorstop in his go-bag for extra security when he traveled anywhere away from home.
He opened a Ziploc bag filled with his favorite fire starters and took out a few large 100 percent cotton balls, each soaked in a grape-sized dollop of petroleum jelly. He pulled them apart to expose the dry fibers inside. They would burn strong for about four minutes.
honey is a very good choice post-hypothermia.”
everyday carry case was still in his coat pocket. It contained his multi-tool, stainless steel tactical pen, small LED flashlight, two lighters, small folding knife, and a handkerchief wound with more paracord.
His father had been a low-life drunk who’d barely kept food on the table and seldom kept his fists off their mother, a depressed woman who’d never been much of a mother.
This reminded me a lot of my own life except that even though my mom and I experienced my step-father like this, in hindsight, there was much my mother did do for me, even if she couldn't get away from her own daemons. This still caused much hardship on us both, but I do see ways she was there for us.
An ache washed through him, a painful pressure ballooning in his chest. The grief a visceral, physical thing. Grief did that to you. Scooped you hollow from the inside out. So did regret.
Yep... plus anxiety, both of which are not great.
“Alone is a state of mind, nothin’ else. You remember that. So is fear.”
...and fear leads to the dark side
“There’s two kinds of fear. Healthy fear keeps you alive. It’s that gut instinct we women tend to ignore. You listen to that, you keep breathin’. Fear warns you to pay attention. To get out. To stand your ground and fight. Fear’s the body’s warnin’ system. Without it, we’re the deer trapped in the middle of the road stunned by oncomin’ headlights. Roadkill every time.”
Fear is an essential part of life and being human. This describes it very well.
“That second kinda fear takes hold of you and don’t let go. It sinks its claws in and turns you into somethin’ you’re not. That fear destroys you from the inside out.”
