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biking.

i’m conquering my fear.  i’m sitting on painful seat, peddling around town, and using this to get from point A to B: yes, after taking many years off from such activities because of a slight ridiculous paranoia, i’ve picked it back up.  my bruised derriere and sore legs can testify that i’m not making any… Continue reading biking.

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waiting

it’s been awhile and i don’t have a good excuse.  no, not one.  things have slowed down like i thought they would for the summer but instead of writing blogs in all my spare time i find myself taking long (and i do mean long) walks in the evening, spending quiet evenings wrapped in a… Continue reading waiting