I am drowning.
Why is everything so hard?
How did it end up like this?
With my feet stuck in mud, rain falling in torrents all around me, wind whipping at my face, numb fingers, my jeans soaked from bottom to top, water creeping down to my shoulders, Alan and Patrick digging a trench for the water to flow away from camp, and Dustin using his super fanning powers to keep the fire going.
Most horrendous camping weather EVER.
And yet, I still had fun. I think it's impossible to not have fun during camp. There's just too much going on to not enjoy some aspect of it. Even if it felt like I was going to get hypothermia.
A tree fell down on one of our tents. Thank god no one was in it.