Tuesday, May 1, 2012

on telling wild stories

I went on a hike with one of my friends last Saturday morning. I had an absolutely wild story to tell her. One that went on for miles.

She is one of my favorite friends because she let me just yell it out as we hiked up the mountain. Also, since I haven't climbed up a mountain lately, I couldn't breathe awesome. So, I was yelling and barely breathing—

It felt so good to be outside.

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