Who's running this show?
When I went to high school, I ran cross country to get ready for basketball. I quit basketball after a day because it wasn't running.
When I went to college I had to live in some po-dunk residence hall clear on the other side of campus. I left three years later a bonafide FARCer from a hall that defined my college experience.
I was never going to wear khaki pants. I wear them almost every day. They're better than sweat pants.
I never liked walking because it was too slow. My daily stroll to and from the Metro relaxes and relieves me.
Some two years ago I started a temporary job in a city I didn't mean to live in. For a moment, it feels a lot like home.
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