1am and my hostel dorm door comes flying open. Mind you... I have had a 6 bed dorm to myself the past 4 nights (#spoiled 😜). A man, apologizing for coming in so late and scaring me half to death, begins noticing how I have layed all of my laundry out to dry throughout the room. Slightly embarrassed, I scramble out of bed and collect them from the ladders of the empty bunks. We get to chatting and he shows me the pictures of the Milky Way he just shot, hence why he checked in so late. In some mad way I was so grateful for the unexpected company at such an odd hour. He left way earlier than my 7am alarm, and that was that. But this morning I wandered out to a still lake and clear skies, I in part wondered if I had dreamt that interaction. And then I began to move, grasping onto nothing but these slanted rocks.