for the first time in nine months, i traveled back to kansas to celebrate thanksgiving with my family. the minute i was in town, it felt like nothing had changed and this whole [portland] thing had been a dream. making the rounds to my favorite spots, i was recognized and greeted by friends and people who knew me. a feeling i hadn't had in a while. from bars and restaurants to shops, i constantly ran into wonderful people who had been a part of my life for a long time. after being in a desert of anonymity for the past nine month, i was flooded with the feeling of being recognized.
i can't lie, it was a wonderful and warm feeling i missed.
i cherished every minute spent with family and friends. a perspective you only get after months out of eyesight from them.
days later i returned [home] to maine and slowly got back into my routine here. i found myself looking back through my snapchat memories and the whole wichita trip now felt like its own dream.
and that's a thought i'll hold on to. i'm lucky enough to be between two dream worlds.
here are a few of my snapchat memories, in their wonderfully raw quality.
leaving the northeast
arriving in the midwest
friday night crew
friday night standard order
an ace player
one of my favs