Ack, I'm in my dorm room studying for a chem exam that's supposed to take place in six hours and all I can think about is being back hunting in Wyoming. There's something about being alone, just the outdoors, the cold wind, and me, nobody else but me. At the moment I could have my choice of parties to go to, go to bed, or just sit up and talk...but the only thing I can think about is sitting out in the middle of a sagebrush patch in solitude...nobody else but me. I don't know, I'm a different person like that but all I want right now is solitude and nothing else. A good drink, a good cigar, and a stiff wind...and nobody else but me.