i'm just a little tiny fish...

it's the beginning of the end. we're all starting to paick up and i'm getting restless; ready to go home, but always a little squeamish at the thought of approaching transitions. tonight we relaxed in front of the campfire, attempting to make pizza pies, which turned out interestingly, and hot dogs and s'mores. it was a good time.

it was brought to my attention tonight how cute goldfish are ;0). fiesty, sure, maybe a little gullible, i'll have to concede, but cute no matter what they're doing--even if that happens to be not much of anything.

i feel honored. not a silverfish, but a goldfish.
goodnight <3