Camping as a spiritual practice

Because my Roman Empire is thinking about The Enclosures, I love a pop-up utopian project on public land. And what is a big friend group camping trip if not a utopian experiment?

Yes, sleeping on the ground and shitting in the woods are less comfortable than what you might be used to. But since when is comfort the only metric of a good life?

Look: the stars are clearer now than you’ve ever seen them. The company is impeccable. There is another way to live.