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[fieryjane]

My calf muscles stretched and flexed sorely as my feet rhythmically hit the pavement. Coffee had picked up the pace and I analyzed the landscape for her probable stopping point: the wooden fence post. Sure enough, we stopped as she nosed it curiously. I enjoyed the contrast of the rippling, blue lake against the tan, dead landscape as wind's icy

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[ribanomalyjoe]

i know what you're saying about watching people grow older. my little brother is graduating highschool this year! it's really crazy...sometimes i forget i'm an uncle haha...such a bad uncle i must be.