Jay Sennett |||

Me and the Rain

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The rain was fine. The trees, however, the ones hanging out into mixed use paths, the ones I had to head butt my way through, those tree limbs were saturated with water. Passing through each one was like a cold spring shower.

Up next A Me Beyond Me Pushing myself beyond my limits has been a blast. While on staycation, I responded to a request to write periodic articles for a blog I read. Nice Fun Friday - ?
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