I was told that my unstoppable desire to go fast was a boy thing. Being a boy, I didn't know how to argue with that, but seriously, some of my best friends are girls who like to go really fast, down hills, across the plains, on two wheels or four or on the balls of their feet, transferring through the bone and skin into damp socks and rubber soles
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I'm not a live journal user and I don't know my URL so it would only let mr post anonymously. I check every month or so as your writing leaves me in awe. I've missed it recently.
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Yes, it is a horse and not a zebra.
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