Made it back to the stomping grounds for a hot 34 hours after my work conference. it was too short and crazy, but I did manage to drive by the old house, attend at least three house parties, and eat some really good local goat cheese. Mostly i wish the world revolved around me so i could pack everyone into a humongous suitcase and haul them back to Portland. Where they could ride the streetcar.
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It was so so lovely to see you and I wish you would stuff us all in your suitcases and bring us with you to the left coast. xoxo
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