Listening to the tweets of the birds all around me pleased me. I lay on two stacked twin-sized mattresses in the canvas “tent” in my partner’s backyard. The “tent” is a set of inflatable beams holding up two canvas-walled rooms.
Both rooms are tall enough for almost anyone to stand up in. Four wide windows let the breeze through and guard me from the bugs outside. Lush greenery spans across each window.
This is me living my best life. Right here in this very spot. I could die here and I would feel like my life was complete.
Things We Forget 
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