Up. Jog with the little dog. Come back. Take the old dog for his meander. Come back. Do laundry. Finally sit my ass down with coffee and a cigar, realize I haven't even eaten breakfast yet.
I'm going to eat, and then go riding. Fuck this adulting crap.
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Amen. There’s open water in some of the creeks & I haven’t had a fly rod in my hands in 2 years. The world can survive without my input today.
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