… are the ones spent with out of town friends (either hosting or being hosted), days when everyone sleeps in, wakes up late, drinks gallons of tea over gossip and catching up, and then maybe eats, and then maybe smokes, and then maybe goes walking about, and then maybe finds some other people and maybe does some other things. Those days when there’s a shortage of schedule and an abundance of fantastic conversation and it all winds up at a big party.

Even if the party that night isn’t all that great, it’s really just about those days. My favorite kind of days.