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On beautiful days

On beautiful days, my motivation to do anything remotely productive just slip-slides away. This Sunday, it was 80 degrees, which meant walking around Andersonville in a short skirt, sipping homemade smoothies, stopping in the Mexican bakery for churros… it was waking up after a long cold nap to see the neighborhood splitting at the seams with people who’ve been inside far too long.