Harry Handelbar 
When nature gives you lungs, take a deep breath and question everything - including your tent setup.
He did not know – at 21, most don’t – so he let it be. And in his youth and regret, he was in no way prepared for illness.Seasons? What are they anyway? A cold snap; winter approaches. The old know, but the young – those curious naysayers – persist in rebellion, experimentation, evolution, and defying their fault-ridden mentors. He simply did not know that this bronzing sun would wane. Because he was completely trapped in the moment, he did not expect the change.
The Canberra Decision: Youth and Regret
Somewhere near Canberra, at some dark intersection, a traveler’s decision-point arrived. It was dark, it was cold, it was real, it was wonderful. However, the damage began right there. Why had he sent the tent home when he had not had to use it for some time? So why carry it? Like any error of judgement, it made sense at the time. Instead of looking ahead, he had not yet made sense of mistakes. Consequently, he was decades away from enjoying them.
An Ideological Cough
He did not know that thirty years on, that itch in his lungs would still be coughing up advice—unwelcome, unheeded, and oddly prophetic. Indeed, the body remembers what the mind edits, meaning that every wheeze becomes a footnote to a decision made in youth and italicized by regret. Ultimately, he assumed the cough was environmental. Turns out it was ideological.
