Day 31: I Did

June 27, 2019•52 words

I really don't want to write tonight.

I had catfish with a friend today.
That's all that really needs to be said.

But I will also say
that I walked to clear my mind.
I walked to move me.

I walked because I wanted to.

This I don't.

But I did.

Goodnight.

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