Naturally New Year's

The whole of New Year's Eve day pulses with a kind of electricity. Or it doesn't. Depending on whether or not you feel like giving a shit. I find that when you spend holidays in the wilderness, though, they do take on a bit of raw purity.

When I was laying on my back staring at the ceiling of our cabin in the woods, I felt like I always feel when I spend time alone in the natural world. That maybe this is all I need. A room to rest my head and cook my meals. Another small room to scrub my teeth and soak my bones. A heater that can maintain 73 degrees room temp so I can walk around in my undershorts. Of course ... but then where would I get my americano in the morning?

Think about it.