Whatever you think can't be done, somebody will come along and do it.

Jan 14, 2009 20:02

I spent the morning in a busy cafe, drinking a tiny cup of espresso and writing letters. How quaint. Out the window, all the tiny tables were filled with young couples in sandals, soaking in the sunshine.

The bicycling! Up the hill, down that one, rinse, repeat. My calves are a little tight, but that's a good sign.

This evening I had a massage at the school down the street from my house. And now, I'm going to have a cute boy make me dinner to round out the night. Then, who knows? The world.
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