Last night, I fell asleep listening to music with the humidifier on next to my face. It reminded me of my freshman year when I’d fall asleep listening to old old acoustic Spitalfield with the window open – slow, melodic music with a touch of a cool bite to the air.

I imagine that’s what it would be like to sleep in this tent in Dosewallips, WA. Cool, humid air, rhythmic rain, slow music (of course I’d want a Bose in there).

I’m craving warmer weather and sunshine, yet ironically, all I can think about is a trip to Washington. I assume that I’m actually craving green and live things instead of actual sun since everything here is still dead and that’s the only thing I can see in common between somewhere tropical and Washington state.