The Wurdiz
Poems + Prose
Wednesday, 12 August 2015
Prose: Camp Morning
I woke up around 6:30 this morning. The air was calm and mild, and it was apparent that it had rained overnight. Despite the dampness of the ground, the trees, the fly of my tent, I was dry and the air felt pleasant.
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