Dear Mr. Ms. Mme. I-think-we'll- pass-on-your-poem-this-time-around:
I'll go running anyway.
I will write anyway.
Anyway. Right. Where was I?
Oh yes. I was sitting on the bus across from a nun with a deep cut on her index finger, wondering why on earth I rushed to get to somewhere I didn't have to be.
And, planning my next long run at the same time.
Defiantly indefatigable might be another way of spelling s-t-u-p-i-d.
Pronoun diminished.
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