Let them drink inside of my house. Make them smoke outside of my house.

The madmen are running the asylum, but what are you gonna do? I write letters. Actual letters that I send through the mail. Why? Because they are physical objects which travel to their offices. They must be dealt with. And maybe they are shredded, who knows, but that is a physical act which must be performed by someone who is aware that they are destroying communications from a constituent to their elected official.

It is not a social media post, which they will never see. It is not an email which can easily be deleted. And I do not always have the time nor energy to show up. I am grateful for those who do. I am thankful for those who do. I am doing this. I am writing letters.

I am also getting on with my life, because that is important, too.

Distance: 1.75 miles

Duration: 15:49
Pace: 9:01

Took a risk! Stepped out, headed for the rec center , but the air was so nice I decided to head for the park. I knew it might rain, too, and it did. If I'd stuck it out it would have subsided, but I didn't know, that, the wind picked up, the rain went sideways, so I turned around.

Still. Very nice.

Route: To the park & back.
Temperature: 54°
Climate: overcast & rain
Mood: all right
Stretches: yes
Water: yes

Weight: 160 lbs.

2007 Playlist

Timebomb - Beck

Merrymaking at My Place (Radio Edit) - Calvin Harris

Foundations - Kate Nash

The Boys - Dragonette

Acceptable in the 80s - Calvin Harris

Fifteen runs in one month. Every other day, more or less. Well done.