warpednormal's Diaryland Diary

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How does every weekend feel like a holiday??
An escape, but at the same time, a warm couple of days that feels so much like home. We walk my dog down a long monotonous jetty at Iona beach and we stop to watch the planes and the birds and marvel at how alike and different they look across the sky. He skis and I snowboard on the Sunday. My skills are improving and I am so much more comfortable with the speed, with the wind brushing my cheeks and the soft powder whooshing beneath my board.
And then we get to go home.. our home. I clean the place and he fixes the car.
I am more lucky than I ever thought possible. I ask him, is this what every weekend will feel like? Forever, he replies. (Well at least until my knees give out.. so like when I’m 50)

7:00 p.m. - 2020-03-08

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