These moments turn
up yearly. What's
to be gained in fretting
even in pretending one's
failures in celebrations?
Thus tomorrow I
anticipate a quiet
day with steak, baked
potatoes, green salad,
and beer for supper. This
is my wish. Lord
let it be.
Ride report
in: 8'C wind 20 ks ENE
out: 12'C wind 20 ks NNE
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