I wake up just as the sun is comming up, the world is bright and I wish I could roll over and fall right back to sleep, but I know that I won't be able to. Instead I look over at Ansel, watching sleep. I trace my fingers around his face, his nose, eyes, lips, I commit every detail to memory. He is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. I give him a light pack on the lips and slip out from under the sleeping bag, slowly unzipping the tent, I don't want to wake Ansel, but I needs me some coffee. I zip the tent back just enough to keep the door closed, then I walk over to the closest fire pit. We have a couple dozen fire pits set up for cooking, and heat. I grab the first percolator I see, I fill it with water, placing the coffee grounds in the metal filter. I stoke up the fire, making sure there is enough hot coals to make the coffee. I wander around while I am waiting for the coffee, I see some of the children are already awake. They are trying to be q
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