The lively @lululawrence tagged me to post 10 lines, and then @reminiscingintherain and @jacaranda-bloom tagged me in the last line challenge, so I’m combining and posting the last 10 lines i wrote which are the first 10 lines of a new fic:

The most difficult thing about visiting a park or hiking trail for the first time is finding the right parking spot. Shady is best, but not always possible, because those areas tend to fill up fast, so Harry invested in a set of sun shades years ago. So when he drives through the lot and the only uncrowded area is on the far side where the sun shines down unfiltered, he simply shrugs and pulls into the space at the very end of the line.

With the car still running, Harry sets up the front sun shades in the windshield, passenger and driver side windows, then climbs over the center console into the back seat. Once he’s set up the shades in the three rear windows, Harry stretches out his legs, sparks up a joint, and takes a few hits.

There’s nothing quite like hiking high. Harry's always liked weed, but mix it with working up a sweat surrounded by trees and leaves and fresh air and sunshine and it’s the perfect combination of his favorite things. With a good buzz going, Harry folds the roach into a tiny square of foil, chugs a bottle of water, checks that he’s got everything he needs in his pack, and climbs out of his smoke-filled car.

The seven mile out-and-back hike should challenge him, but Harry's up for it, accustomed to long trails and elevation changes. Adjusting his hat, Harry starts off towards the trailhead kiosk to register and begin his hike.

This is my most angstiest fic yet, have tissues