The camp memo said to dress warm, to bring a sleeping bag and to wear rough terrain shoes. So, I dug up my son’s old sleeping bag. I’m staring at it and wondering what it smells like. Afraid I’ll faint. I’m thinking, this will be a natural sleeping pill which I will need just in case the snoring among my 2 cabin-mates come to full crescendo. I decide to surprise myself when I get there. Of course, there’s this strong possibility that I will just suffocate from the fumes that have percolated inside that bag over the years. I wonder if dying from sleeping bag fumes is covered in my insurance.





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