Tuesday, April 16, 2013
I am allowed to jog, run and walk briskly but if I started to leap ahead bouncing on one foot and then the other I would likely get some strange reactions.
When my daughter was small I had the freedom to skip because I could pretend it was she and not me who wanted to travel this way down the road. Now she is all grown up I need to borrow a kid in order to skip. Otherwise, people would think I have lost my mind.
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