Went camping for the first time in a year last night. Wonderful, simply gorgeous. No matter how jaded and hard, no matter the number of adaptations on the Deskey conversation, last night made up for it.
I am no fan of cowpies. I don't like spiders. I'm not one to get particularly dirty or enjoy sleeping with sticks in my back.
I got standed in a field on a gasless atv while looking for a cow corpse. I jumped off said atv when the driver took us through a spider web. We spent the next several minutes shrieking and jumping around, checking each other for the rogue arachnid. I slept tentless, under the stars, by the fire and woke covered in ash. We all stink, we all look like hell. But. We all have variances of the same memories. We have smiles in the photographs. We had fun and we had each other. I woke up sooty and cold and damp, but I woke up, my hand in his, surrounded by Beauty and his people.
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