I'm running out of gas.
I don't like biking to work.
I don't like working 10 hour shifts.
I don't like my current lack of night-life.
But praise God that I have a bike to make work possible.
And that I have a job.
And that I am alive.
The hardest arithmetic to master is that which enables us to count our blessings.
-Eric Hoffer
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It's almost August, Erica, we're almost in the homestretch of the summer! When Elle gets back let's do the Freeway again!
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