Typically, running at 5:30am is not a particularly inspiring event. True, I enjoy it immensely and feel a tad lost when I miss a day, but I'm not normal. This morning, however, while I was jogging along, my mind just waking up, I noticed something streaking across the sky. At first I wondered what jack*ss was shooting off rockets. Then I realized I'd just seen my first shooting star! So I quickly made a wish and finished my run feeling warm and fuzzy.Wednesdays are usually awful, but with such an auspicious start I couldn't help but feel optimistic. Let's hope the good feeling lasts!
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