Camping. Where the daily grind is no more and the stresses of life are obsolete. Where the days linger on and the night waits for dusk to silently drift away.
The air is fresh where you camp. The world is still and the surrounding silence is soothing.
You stand outside and take in as much of the scenery as you can. You breathe deep breaths of fresh air, close your eyes and smile.
This is life.
Then someone cries.