Day Nine is Mine/April Ninth

8:28am, the earliest I’ve been out running this year with my touqued head and booted foots.
There were bits of snow falling- as if the sky couldn’t decide whether or not it was allowed to birth these tiny white freckles.
I ran hard again and my nose was cold
but the sun was shining.

 

 
The sun is always shining somewhere.

 

 

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