“I don’t think its necessarily a bad thing…” Mitchel shrugged in that non committal fashion and threw another pine cone into the fire from where he sat, slouched against a tree. I didn’t have the energy to argue. The heat from the fire lolled across our camp, mingled with the cool country air and was soothing my tendencies towards dramatics. “Fair enough.” I said simply, allowing the first full silence of the trip to settle on our group with a pleasing heft. I could hear