nonionay | More at Rainforest: I get to be an INFP again.

There are a few times in life where almost every single thing you could possibly want happens, and sometimes, it happens for several days in a row. I've got support and a backup plan for my worries back home, so I can safely let myself relax here. I've got my best friends around me--people who are like family--I've got nature* and isolation and stars and beautiful weather and binoculars. I've written an average of 2000 words a day, of words I like. Yesterday, I was sitting on the deck of our lounge cabin, my feet on the railing, book in my lap, listening to

kenscholes play his guitar for an audience inside, while a stream babbled and curved into the lake, and a bald eagle flew overhead. It's all a little unreal how wonderful everything is, and tomorrow I'll go home, but I'll go home in a car full of my best friends.
All kinds of happy, emotional things are happening to me. I was very huggy yesterday.

*I had to convince one friend that no, he didn't need to drive the Lake Loop--an hour or more drive--for a third time, and he did need to get some more writing done.

Hey, speaking of the Lake Loop, here's some pictures.