You wake up.
It’s morning.
The sunlight is filtered through the orange fly of your tent.
Everything looks warm in this light and for a second you think: I could get used to this.
You roll over and see a pile of clothes you haven’t washed in a month.
The glow fades or maybe it was never there in the first place; something your imagination did to make you feel happy.
To stay here all day go to page 2
To start getting ready go to page 3