As I open my eyes and catch sight of the old wooden ceiling

I stumble from the bunk bed with eyes barely wide

As I stand in the shower swaying, fighting the urge to fall back asleep

Beside me, I hear the golden voice of a friend

As I sit on the cabin’s front deck

My cabin mates and I waiting for the shiny ring of the breakfast bell

As it dings once, we pick up our feet

Our legs accelerate as we are determined to be first in line

As I sit in the main lodge

Surrounded with people my lungs breathe for

The fresh eggs and sizzling bacon hit my tongue and my taste buds thank me

“I wish to never leave,” the voice inside speaks