to some rockin' barbershop this morning, went on a grueling run with Anders, Nate, & Liz up the mountain and up and up the mountain, much to my whining, but all in all it was fantastic for the legs and the spirit. Then we all showered together. Ate dried apricots on the greens skirting the farmer's market. Jaunted through it dodging gimps and bare feet and sampling samplers and dogs and dogs sniffing dogs and all that colorful jazz in the air that gets our nostrils itch-dancing.
Now I'm listening to sam cooke's a change is gonna come in the Laughing Goat which rubbed me in the right way today, editing manuscripts with hopes of some future in the biz, thinking of school and hills and my toenail falling off, and getting completely distracted by guys staring at girls like they've never seen girls before, sipping coffee in a large china mug.
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