I’m sitting in the evening dark, staring at a woodfire and listening for night animals…
… On a chair made of metal and fabric, foldable and so light there was no reason /not/ to carry it;
… With a chemical glow stick hanging around my neck, shining steadily for a couple of hours;
… Getting ready to settle into a tent do light and full of warmth I could carry it for weeks and be happy;
… And entering this message into a machine even I can’t describe the full intricacy of, to be sent through the air to be read by anyone in the whole world who cares to read it.

Life could be worse.

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