Time stands still.

There are some places the time stands still. That it doesn’t matter when you go or how old you are when you show up, the comfort that place brings is always the same. One of those places for me is camp. As soon as I turn down the road that leads to the entrance I can feel a change, the anticipation of what this time will hold.

As a teenager I spent most of my summers in this place and started some amazing friendships. This is where I had my first job as a lifeguard and learned a lot about a lot. There were days that we walked circles around the campground and others we played games for hours.

This is the place I disappear to in my mind when I need an escape from the day to day, but today and the next few days it is my reality.

Tomorrow will be a little bit easier and I will become a stronger me everyday.

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