Friday, April 8, 2016

Duck, Duck, Goose

No time to write today. I scrambled this morning just to get a bike ride and some time at the gym in. 

Now, I go to pick up the boy and we will head into the city to meet an old friend.

We will rush into the city and then back again, for some exotic lunch, perhaps some Thai at my new favorite place.

There is supposed to be rain today, on a Friday leaving the city.... I dread it before I have encountered it, which is the best kind of dread: that of confirmed recurrence.