A guildmate who lives in a cabin on a river in Washington posted pics of his place and the surrounding area. http://fxbear.com/cabin.htm
Looking at them made me homesick for it, and I only lived there for 7 months. Part of me wishes I’d never left the NW, that I hadn’t screwed myself up enough so that I had to come back to *hork* Detroit.
Granted, if I hadn’t come back, I wouldn’t have met Aaron or all the other people in my life, but I also wouldn’t know what I’d missed, and would have met others, of course. And I’d live in a place like that, where you don’t have to go far to see wilderness, instead of the endless bleak ugly sprawl that is SE Michigan.