We got up early and ran to the farm
to pick apricots.
Running through the rows of trees made me feel like a little kid.
And it was fun to be part of the
semi-elite club
of people who know
what the streets look like
before the sun has finished lighting them up.
But a huge part of me was wishing the boat was fixed and we were being part of the
early morning lake club instead.
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