It rose.
It’s borderline freezing rain now.
Hello, Treadmill, my old friend.
I’ve come to walk on you again,
Because the outside is just too darn cold
And my bones are getting too darn old.
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So I guess we’ll be listening to the “sounds of silence.” Haha¡
That brought a smile to my old bone!