I'd been trying to plan another Do Nothing weekend for a while. Couldn't find a weekend when a few really close friends could go. Settled on this coming weekend as a weekend when at least a few people could go. Now everyone has cancelled.
I'm going anyway.
No, I'm not even depressed about this being a flop.
I will enjoy a weekend away from everyone. No phones. A few books. Some food. And matches. Cause going out in the woods just ain't complete without fire.