We loaded up the truck with 2 new cheap sleeping bags and the fire lanterns we bought. Dinner was sandwiches in plastic wrap, chips and frozen Cokes from Kwik Shop. We drove down back twisty roads and saw glitter exploding over tree tops all along the horizon. The windows were down in the rumbly truck and the sky was gray with a smear of pink that deepened and darkened and then faded. Josiah said, "I feel like we're hippies and we live in a trailer park and we're going on a trip and we're all relaxed and happy." The night felt good and nothing was perfect and that made everything so.