The Adventure Of Taking The Peter Pan Bus Back Through Trees and Hills From North Adams, Massachusetts After Cheerleading With Mucca Pazza In The Industrial, Splendorous Landscape Of Mass MOCA; Reveling In The Company Of Those Hard-Working, Superhero Friends; And Devouring My Favorite European Style Hotel Breakfast Seated In The Morning Hours On A Two-Hundred Foot Long Porch Speckled With Rocking Chairs
Laugh loudly.
Smile broadly.
Bear hugs only.
Then sit in quietly glimmering stillness and see the softness of the world.
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