Yesterday, Rob and I walked all the way down Clifton Ave. to the Gaslight District for some exercise and chocolate sodas. I realize the exercise and the chocolate sodas probably canceled each other out, but it was delicious and gave me a purpose for the walk which is something lacking in my life. I don't like to wander without a chocolate soda in sight. But, then we went beyond the chocolate sodas and saw a fire truck and some friends. And we trudged back up the hill towards home.
This is all very symbolic and relevant somehow.
Off To PIR…
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