I pulled a calf muscle a quarter mile in, then kept on.
I have really good memories of watching The Martian.
The movie. I cried more tonight than during any other movie I can remember, ever. I had to focus hard at the end so I wouldn’t break down into massive heaving sobs.
Getting lost in the Minneapolis skyway is fun when you don’t actually have a destination.
There are so many stories in here.
I just saw a fellow pedestrian wearing two fur-lined hoods. Two.