Today, the clouds left the sky feeling open, but blocked enough sun for me to take off my hat and glasses. It was such a wonderful, temperate afternoon, I turned my lunchtime stroll into a jog.
Running toward the breeze, it rushed past my ears, making it sound like this lumbering man was moving at speed. I always liked that auditory illusion; it clears the mind.
Running toward the breeze, it rushed past my ears, making it sound like this lumbering man was moving at speed. I always liked that auditory illusion; it clears the mind.
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