Spent part of yesterday at IKEA in the suburbs. The diversity of the people fed my flame but not much else. The sky however, was a color that I cannot find an adjective for.
I am going to church soon and then am going to run 9 miles later today. It is going to be 40 degrees. I NEED TO SPEND TIME ALONE ON THE ROADS FOR AN HOUR OR SO. . .That is the stuff that makes my weekends. The long runs where the story writes itself before my eyes.
This is it . . .
