I had no access to the park restrooms and civilization was too far away... this meant that I had no choice but to face the humiliation of my physicality and find a little bush or tree to hide behind...
How brutal can Nature be to a 'potty trained' city boy who wanted to be 'spiritual' and raise himself above the limitations of his 'carnal' body which subjected his Spirit to a life of daily eating, pooping, and peeing...
Who came up with such perversity anyway?
Incapable of 'resisting' the force of Nature I was left with no option but to set my 'higher' aspirations aside and answer the call. I ran behind a tree, took my pants down and squatting I went. Now mind you it wasn't a perfectly relaxed squat as explained by Jonathan Isbit on his Nature's Platform website. My lower back was too frozen for that, but nevertheless a squat.
Phew, what a relief to answer such call, but now I had another dilemma.
To be continued...