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Sunday |
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getting into discomfort and
self-deprivation. Nothing extreme, mind you, just trying to simplify here and there, finding most cravings can be satisfied by a glass of water, I'm carrying less stuff in my bag to Sunday jam. It used to weigh me down, all those beers and an ice pack. Now my vices are lighter but I took it too far by underdressing for the weather. That's where the discomfort came in. Socks and sandals made for a soggy uphill slog, eyeglasses rainspattered and befogged, but how bad could that be, knowing there was a hot bath, cat, and Sarah home waiting for me? |
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