To the grocery store, up a mountain, across the country or to the finish line--
it's all an adventure.
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Sometimes-- rain feels nice.
It wasn't cold. Just wet. Like salt shaker sprinkley wet. I turned back home only because it was dinner time. Had some dark, dark chocolate and cold milk to fill me back up. Delicious. (Oh, and then I had dinner, don't worry.)