For the next two days
I'll be off and away
In the middle of nowhere
Where no one wants to be
For the next two days
I'll have no electronics
And that means no phone
And that means, I won't be on here
For the next two days
I hope you all can forgive me
For I will be forced to take a break
Today I am leaving for the camp of the scouts I'm in. They take all your devices, and they won't return mine until Monday. Usually boring stuff, but the people are good and the bond over hating it. Anyways, I'm not dead or in a major crisis. looking forward to seeing all of your poems on Monday!