Thursday, January 08, 2009

Wind at My Back

That's where I'd like the wind. At my back, helping to propel me along the busy streets of the city. Not in my face. Not blowing everyone's cigarette smoke into my face. No matter which direction I was facing today, the wind was blowing in my face. So annoying.

But at least it wasn't rain or snow blowing in my face, so there is that bright side.


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