A & I worked only a half-day last Friday. I came home, looked at our closet, turned away, then looked at it again. It was overflowing with dirty clothes that badly needed to be washed, dry cleaned or otherwise. As much as I didn't want to do the chore that day, I had no choice. While I was doing laundry, A decided to go for a bike ride up the mountain.
Late in the afternoon, I got a text message from him that he'll be up at the mountain for a while. In the message was a photo he took while at the top. On a gloomy, foggy Friday in the city, this is what it looked like above the clouds. Breathtaking!
Update: More photos of his bike ride
here.
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