Vermont

Feeling the August sun dry the pond's cool water off of my back and shoulders. Noticing my chin is thick with salt and pepper stubble. Wearing the same yellow t-shirt for three days without realizing. Cooking up green bean soup on a fire that I started. Reading about Russian Czars from a used paperback I bought at the library. Mopping up the last dribbles of soup with the bread I bought that morning. Listening to doo wop coming from my jeep's radio. Watching the clouds crawl across the mild blueness. Rolling up my jeans to use as a pillow. Staring at the stars sparkling in the deep purple.