Kryptonite, 40 days n' 40 nights, ugh! Seeming 24 hours of rain. JUST as ya' 'tink ya can get a run in, BOOM more kryptonite. Shit.
Awake, put out the garbage, misty. Shit. Do the Y.
Then...could it be..........POOF! It stopped. Yes Virginia, G loves you.
Got my run on! DAMN that felt good. Feet actually dry, negotiated the puddles well.
Amazing what it can do for your disposition. Back to center, the problems of the world again are in perspective.
......she wore scarlet begonias tucked into her hair.......................
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