Comforting Sounds

It's an early morning and all I hear are comforting sounds, a car, tires, gravel. We have to pack up our camping supplies quickly and go. A layer of dust settled over me last night, and I think to my self I've become earth. That's not true though.

The tents will be the most tedious to pack. Crows cackle at our departure. I'll take a shower once I get home.