I decided this would be the year I spent one tenth of my nights in my tent ⛺️ !
A tent-th: like a holy tithing.
Camping connects me to a simple rhythm of life. One that feels vital and forgotten. So wise it's easily mistaken.
I'm currently in Big Stur State Park. Next to a river. Listening and writing. Tonight marks my 17th night this year in my tent.
Kiss Kiss Bang Bang!