I got up this morning and enjoyed the fact that I was by myself. No one to entertain no uncertain context to decipher, just the intolerable wind on the lake. That and the drifter who looked at me. It was cold this morning, but other than that a really great run. I had a long run on Saturday, with he who must not be named. It was actually quite an accomplishment. I have not been that proud of myself since I landed my first kiss in sixth grade. She had a round bed so I was pretty proud, other than that moment Saturday was a triumph.
This is the end of the first state of Pip's expectations.
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