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i had a moment last night. in a way, it reminded me of ink.

everything reminds me of ink. the movie has kind of become a symbol of my life.

anyway.

i was running. i had to run, there was nothing else that i could do.

while i was running, a little more than halfway through my route, i tripped.

"hello again, dirt" as jacob would say.

i saw it coming, as soon as my toe snagged the crack in the sidewalk, and as i remember it, i glided down like a plane coming in for a landing.

i caught gently caught myself with my hands, and i landed fully extended.

i laid there for a minute, cursing, catching my breath.

then, i pulled myself to my feet.

then, i walked for about five yards.

then, i ran the rest of the way home.

because: what else was i supposed to do?

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i've got a few concerts and a 5k this weekend. yes, this is the weekend.

i want it to be winter break.