I must go camping soon. Feeling a definite lack of elements in my life. Next weekend Im going. Im taking out my VW bus, and hittin the road, till I get to the woods. I'll drink by the fire, thats close to the water, and hear the wind whisper its forest secrets. With my feet digging into the earth. Ummmm... and I'll make macaroni on my stove, in my bus. Hes name is Gus. Gus the hippie bus. I love Washington.
Camping, much better.