I know what you're thinkin, didn't he just go on a Spirit Journey? No, I went to the Bahamas. Spirit Journeys are done alone, not with swim-up bars hot-tubs full of overfed Kansans whose vocubularies seem to only consist of the words "woo" and "look out". And beautiful, warm beaches... and they bring you breakfast, and nice British people, and firepits by the beach at night, and the gentle sound of the impossibly blue ocean, and... oh.
The Spirit Journey must be done alone. Happy birthday, A Softer World!
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