I was going to sit down and write this morning, but I was busy having a birthday breakfast with some friends. Tri-tip omelet and nutella-filled french toast. Yeah.
I was going to sit down and write this afternoon, but I have 5 miles to run. Oh my Morning Glory, I am going to upchuck, aren't I?
I was going to sit down and write this afternoon, but I have 5 miles to run. Oh my Morning Glory, I am going to upchuck, aren't I?
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Did that used to be called the Bread Box? There was a restaurant with a similar sign across the street from the little apartments where TD and I used to live, separately, before we started dating. We took our lives into our own hands and ran across the street one morning for breakfast.
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