So, i went to camp yesterday

Every one should leave an hour out side of your city to see the most amazing view. i went an hour out of Omaha into west Nebraska and i only got lost twice (both times kinda creepy Friday the 13ish) but i made it which was quite amazing because every corner and intersection looks the same. nothin but vast corn fields stretching across it's uninterrupted universe until the curve of the earth carries it away from the eye. But, that is beside the point, the point is i got to light things on fire and sumo wrestle with Japanese exchange students. my friend had written a play at Camp and then preformed on the last day. He invited me to it and i had nothing better to do but drive 70 mins to see a minor 30 min skit. the play was surprisingly creative and afterwards i met up with some of the other camp staff who i knew through UNO. They invited me to some "Last Camp Fire Tradition" and led me through the back woods on a late cool friday night. The trees seemed to grow taller and the paths more rugged as enter closer to the heart of the woods. there we stop at the staff cabins (made of wood and tarp roofs and were internet accessible!) and in the center of these tents was a large log temple. we proceeded to collect dry brush and put it on the stacked loges, which almost got more attention then their sleeping arrangements. soon, it was lit- sending glowing gold embers dangerously upward past the tree canopies. Then the rest of the staffer brought out the rest their food and ate it to Prodigy’s 'Smack My Btch Up' (Lime wire just seems to stretch from here to eternity). As the fire grew and melted the iron ring around it, the exchange students (from Omaha’s sister city in Japan) began Sumo wrestling. i just recorded it, not feeling like being man handled. i felt kind of like those Travel host in some remote area learning strange new culture while listening to the tribal music of 'we are the champions'. it was about 1am when i left back home (the party last til early morning). i followed some one from Creighton into omaha, otherwise i would have never made it back. but on the way back i looked up. i saw the night sky miles from any lights, and it was beautiful. when it is pitch black your eyes adjust and pick any light they can, and only then the night sky illuminates showing the solid swirling arms of the milky way extending outward around clouds of dazzling dust. Then it hit me it’s not the fact that you see the large stars (you can see those in city) its the fact that you can see all the smaller stars brighten up, after all its the little things that matter.