My lover and I rarely start to leave home that we don’t have to go back in the house at least once to get something we forgot. After going back two times yesterday, I told her there would come a time when we would just keep going back and forth until we were sitting in our truck thinking we had just arrived home and go back in and stay. I am glad Someone is keeping track of where we will eventually go.
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| Years ago, biking in Aspen, when we at least thought we knew where we were and where we were going. |
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