Today is a cool gloomy day in Atlanta. The kind of day that really gets you in your head. The kind of day that makes you want to hurl the innards of your brain onto paper and see what you come away with. I sense some good writing to come. I'm thinking about: Why I run, why I don't run faster, losing friends, ones that got away, and the appeal of vulnerability. Good stuff. Soon.
-- Lindsay
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