Beasts of Leisure
I was also able to pick up a large pile of dry rounds from Tara and Tyler's place in Vermont. They are trading the wood for some pork and eggs from the farm here, and I am grateful for the barter. When I got home there was plenty of sun still shining and I had energy to spare. Not the good kind, the nervous kind. So I went for a quick four-mile run with loud music, and then came home and split all the rounds. I still feel jumpy. This is why people call anxiety "free cocaine."