What's on your mind?

this past weekend, nature was our mother. she was beautiful. she was our everything. our playground. our restroom. my, how she echo'd. we yelled things like "teeeeeeeeeeeee-ha" and "i" and "rarrrrr" and bird noises like "caw, caw, caw," and sometimes we just yelled "echo" and she called back to us. she responded most clearly to the "teeeeeeee-ha" of mikey.

i still don't understand how people continue to sit around a campfire under the noon, mid-july sun with all its promised heat and destruction of the epidermis. everyone in a circle looking tired, defeated, and on the brink of sweaty. it could hardly be called a campfire with all the flames gone and only smoke remaining. that same smoke seems to follow me no matter where i sit. every slight breeze pushing it all up in my face and into my eyes. it's enough to make you want to stand up, maybe take your shirt off, and jump into the nearest body of water. so we did.