I love the desert and the mountains enough to endure chapped skin, I love laughing hysterically in a hot spring and asking a woman who her doppleganger is and feeling relieved when she says Nicole Kidman because of course thatâs who it was and I couldnât put my finger on it, I love when my friends love the same places I do and want to come back, I love eating cucumbers for hydration, I love when my friends arenât sure about brilliant comedy (NATE on Netflix) but then come around the next day and start quoting it, I love making up little stories about fake characters that an AI portrait app turned me into (all suspiciously big breasted), I love philosophizing in the hot tub, I love a good deal at the turn of spring, I love massage beds that are also harps underneath, I love thrift stores in small towns where you can actually get a gigantic bag of incredible clothing including jackets for $100 or less (NYC could never), I love martinis hidden in trees, I love lore of a place thatâs handed down from teacher to teacher, and I have come to terms that I love extremely geriatric hobbies