It's about the age of being worth seeing the morning sun outside.
After having a barbecue for dinner, the coffee is boiled with the remaining fire, and the crocodile is put on a sleeping bag to watch the bonfire.
And you want to fall asleep under a starry sky.
In the distance, there are white flowers that I don't know about, and many butterflies come there.
I was alone, boomeranging endlessly,
just running around meaninglessly
as if you're trying to lift a rock that doesn't lift up,
And you can rest your tired body in a one-person tent
On such a day, I would naturally wake up before sunrise.
When I woke up, I made coffee again and did yoga in the morning.
After cleaning up from there, I go back to my daily life with an innocent face.
Dreaming of such a day, I kill time again today in the home center camping gear section.