i was off on a 2 day hike with friends. we had been hiking all day long and once we had reached the campsite, we met up with a couple of other groups and we all became friends. it was such a fun day and we all stayed up till about 10pm, huddled under a shelter together as it poured around us. after dashing off to our tents there was something relaxing and special about sticking my head out of the tent and lying back and watching the rain come down. it was a cold night and i was tired and wet but just lying there and watching those droplets fall down and land on my face i just felt free, like nothing could ever trouble me again.
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