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went to asheville for my birthday and it was so beautiful and quiet and relaxing. all of those things i needed so badly and i don't really need anything. i stayed on the top of a mountain in a cabin that belongs to a sweet older man and his wife. they have a ton of land with animals roaming, like that striped cow that i found most interesting. it was so nice to walk around to different coffeehouses and little second hand shops. i also spent a lot of time listening/singing to nancy sinatra. the night of my birthday we went out for shrimp and cocktails and visited my friend bracken at her gallery. she is such a sweet girl. i also met a local sculptor named sylvia.
i wrote this in my moleskine the morning of my birthday:
today is the day that i feel most at peace. the quiet and the nothingness all around. cars and machines can only be heard if you really listen for them. yesterday and last night i spent time staring off into the mountains and the world and realized what it means to be right here, right now. as the night grew darker i was faced with more and more blackness and realized that this really is all that we have and all that is ours: right here, right now. there is so much beauty in this world that is forgotten in the rush, the hustle to be more. when will we start wanting what we already have? when will we realize there is beauty that is always around us? the sky from the top of a mountain, the way the sun beats down on the tops of the trees after an overnight rain, remembering your roots by identifying certain trees like the tulip poplar. these are beautiful things that are in front of me right here, right now. this is all that is mine.