Just got back from a weekend camping trip, and I think I left half my sanity in the woods. It was all fun and games until the raccoons decided they were the real owners of the campsite. Note to self: marshmallows are the universal currency in raccoon diplomacy. On a serious note, it was refreshing to disconnect for a bit and just enjoy the simplicity of nature. If you haven’t tried it yet, I highly recommend getting lost in the woods every now and then. Just make sure to pack extra marshmallows.