Artsy AF

My hands are frozen as I type.

I’m sitting next to a slightly open window in Asheville, NC. The breeze makes it harder to type but the sound and smell of the morning trees makes me feel artistic as fuck.

I’m visiting my best friend, his girlfriend, and another friend…with another one of my best friends. Friends.

In the last 24 hours, I have been reminded of three things:

1) An 8-hour road trip can feel like 2 hours or 20. It just depends on who you’re riding with.

2) Being irresponsible and having fun feels better when you take intentional time to do so.

3) Visiting your friends–especially your best friends–is worth it 100% of the time.