It's the video at the end of the day an hour after I've fallen asleep.
Sid is dancing. Well, clogging.
I tell her mama, "She has the heart of a country cousin clogger. I might not be able to keep up."
Another rain and he said something about the Information Age and our blip on the screen.
He's driving a tractor and waves. I hope he smiled, too.
She gets some turchickens or turkey-chicken hybrids, turns over a five gallon bucket and sits to stare at them in the pen.
I run around like insanity after Kobe Bryant has given me the mathematics of greatness.
I fail greatly but vow to do better today.
Today I am grateful to hit the word and the hill. I need to walk in the rain.
It's cleansing and means I'm serious about training.
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He smiled, big. Probably because of the butterflies that tickles his innards everytime he sees her. Especially when she waves.
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