Before I even open my eyes, I hear the sounds of nature coming to life all around me. Unfamiliar chirps and buzzing tickling my brain.
As the first light of day touches my consciousness, my eyes flutter open, adjusting to the dim light. Reaching for my glasses, I begin to stretch, slowly realizing I am not at home with my family in Florida.
I am alone in the woods of New Hampshire. Oddly, I am unafraid. Feeling excited and ready to start my day, I glance at the clock illuminated on the small microwave.Read more on themighty.com