New Years Day. I rode up to the Sandia Mountains, about fifteen miles away. I hadn’t planned it, but I went for a run. I wore Nick’s long underwear and wool shirt, and my Clarks. Hobo chic, says Joe.
Happy new year, Lael! Miss you guys.
ps. Are you sure that I didn’t say that Nick is hobo chic and that you’re just chic?
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