(OTA) Stick in the Mud
When Isadore had marked her birthday, in the last few days of the year, on the calendar, Max had begun to fret. After all, so many make a point of challenging on their birthdays. He asked for time off in the afternoons, for training sessions with some partner he wouldn't name. Funny, that he doesn't realize he has just about a month before she hits him.
Either way, it's led to afternoons being her time, and today that meant a trek in the mud and slush in her galoshes, enjoying the return of weather that felt like fall and the scent of wet fallen leaves in the air. She's contemplating possible challenges and wondering about his counter-challenge, and she's just kinda making the most of the sound of boots in melt. Feel free to find her just about anywhere outdoors.
Either way, it's led to afternoons being her time, and today that meant a trek in the mud and slush in her galoshes, enjoying the return of weather that felt like fall and the scent of wet fallen leaves in the air. She's contemplating possible challenges and wondering about his counter-challenge, and she's just kinda making the most of the sound of boots in melt. Feel free to find her just about anywhere outdoors.