Day Date. Ft. Tennessee
February 1, 2015 § 6 Comments
Life hack: Spend Saturday exploring Nashville with a best friend.
I met Ashley in high school when she was a tall blonde who laughed very hard at her own jokes. She is still a tall blonde who laughs very hard at her own jokes but now lives in Nashville and does life. Everything would be so stupid without her. So bad. I’m grateful for her heart. And I’m extra grateful that I am able to board planes on a whim. When breakfast with one person seems necessary and twenty-four hours in Tennessee feels normal. Normal is clearly something we know nothing about. (AG purchased leather shoes off a woman’s feet in a thrift store.) That city is string lights and black hats. Plus us drinking an absurd amount of coffee while singing. Always singing.