Pretty much the best weekend I've had in a long time. It all begins with an evening at Rubble's, a local bar in downtown Mt. Pleasant, where some friends and I danced the night away to Bloomill. I don't dance, and for good reason. But I decided to say "fuck it" and danced like an idiot with some of the coolest people I've ever met.
This was closely followed by a long drive with Aaron to Marquette where I spent my time catching up with majority of my yooper pals. I missed seeing a few people but overall it was a spectacular time. I don't miss NMU but I do miss the people and the town. It's an inspirational place.
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