arbitrary ruminations

asheville north carolina is unexplainable in word, there's a place for my soul there and one day my body will reunite with it permanently. i had a mini-vaca with the super cute drummer girl to its rolling hills, rocky mountains and chilly water. we stayed with the dangerously charming conklin clan that you may recognize from big butte stories past.

we hiked, hot-springed (no pictures of that, or at least none that i can share), drove, ate, partied, visited, ate, scrabbled, hid from tornadoes, created our own tornadoes, l-worded, ate, and so so very much more.

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