We left the off-the-grid cabin at 3:30a that morning. This was after we made coffee, took a quick pee outside, brushed our teeth and trekked through the woods. We used flashlights to navigate the slick path over knotted roots, across the oddly-spaced plank-bridge that rested over a series of logs, and wove through the trees. Within five minutes we reached the gravel patch where our car was parked. The drive was dark, but within thirty minutes the sky shifted from dark blue to
Shelby Coppola
Jun 26, 20234 min read
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