Ha, the 22 of March already. Before I know it my feet will be scraping the stones of the Rocky Mountains again. As much as I can't wait for such a day to come, Brian has taught me that patience is a virtue, so, I'm left 'on the fence' so to speak. One thing is for sure, however: time changes itself every two weeks. It's got some kind of rapidly-
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But your adventures otherwise do sound sparkling. I'm living vicariously.
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