Today started really nice with my walk to church and it ended nice with a movie with a friend, but in-between my knees did not love the tumble I took.
What I love: I love that my knees make me look like I'm tough, but if you knew the real reason behind all the scars you'd probably laugh. How does that have to do anything with Chicago? I'm not really sure, but had it been 200 days earlier I think I might have cried a lot and been really grumpy about skinned knees. Now, it's just a skinned knee.
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