Seep opened his eyes from meditating and took a big inhale and exhale and felt comforted by his internal compass. He got a text from his phone, it beeped w a ding. He read the text. His friend asked him if he wanted to come over for dinner. He replied maybe. He would think about it and let them know unless he forgot. He got a text back right away. His friend hoped to see him and missed him and was worried about him, but whatever he chose they hoped he had a good day. He said thanks, he hoped they too would, and if he came he would bring something. He set his phone down on the square bamboo tray on the rock floor. There was hot spring the size of a hot tub next to him that he had soaked in earlier. He laid down on his zen-like sleeping bag, it looked like a thick cushiony blanket kind of like a minimal like mattress. It was a beautiful day out w some Columbus clouds in the distance. He heard the wind blow as it rattled the leaves of the nearby trees and plants. They were tropical and sort of jungle-like.His stomach rumbled and he pulled out his little cardboard box. It was about the size of a package you could fit in a mail box. He pealed back the tape he had placed on it earlier. Inside was a small container of rice, and foil w wrapped fish. He texted his friend he would not be coming for dinner, but probably another time. He ate the fish and the rice. He felt kind of sick after, so he wrapped up his matt, put his box inside his bookbag and turned around to his home which was just a few steps away. He moved his hemp sheet that acted as a door and passed through into his cave. There wasn't a lot of space in his cave but he felt like he really liked how it looked. There was a sheeted mattress, and a round rug, and a bathroom behind a corner that was placed in last year so it looked good, and a rocky outcrop that was smooth on the surface that he used as a table w a chair. And a fridge, a dresser w a stove on top and a few hooks on the shelf, and a tall mirror on the wall. He flipped the light switch and put his book bag down and pulled out the box since the whole thing was disposable he tossed it in the trash bag in the bottom of his dresser dwore. And then he pulled out his laptop set it on the smooth stone outcrop and put on his playlist that he had worked on the other day. And then he slumped into the bed and pulled the covers over him. He felt shivers course through him and sometime later noticed he was sweaty though he felt cold. He didn't remember when he did it but eventually he got up and turned the heat way up, and then went back to bed. He had a dream he turned to his side and felt fur, and then he saw a wolverine sleeping next to him. He stroked the soft silver fur and returned to his slumber.When he awoke his fever was gone. He thought the wolverine may have been a real animal that he hadn't dreamt, but when he looked for it, he found no trace, not even a single stray hair. He wrote the dream down in his journal on his phone and made breakfast.
His phone beeped. He put down his cup of water and read the text.
