I am sitting on a log in front of a blazing fire. I built the fire to entice my partner out of bed to join me. She is a sucker for warmth. I don’t want to go back. Back to Bozeman. Back to work. Back to all the rude people. I like it here. I like setting my own schedule. Laying around camp and going for an adventure on a whim. This place is nice to me.
“Coffee”, a query came from the tent.