Two walk day - no weights. Nothing portending, or that thing I said in passing is the intro to portending. What season is it? You should know. There is a little bit of gold, of attitude. Huffing and heaving our limbs around, me and my heart, I guess you mean. Stopping in the picnic area. Missing the turn for the bird conservancy. Closing your eyes, compensating towards introspection when the purpose is to build the extrospective devices - the eyes, the ears, the legs, the saddles, the clamps.
