the restaurant manager who didn't charge me for the tea
smoke free California
unexpected pockets of writing time (I know I've listed that one before, but what else do you call a long road trip with a closed highway thrown in for good measure?)
being trapped in Reno/Sparks on the night Super Diamond happens to be playing
singing all the (wrong) words to Sweet Caroline at the top of my lungs
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