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I.
the forecast says rain
(and hopefully no
snow, at this point) for

days.  welcome
to spring in chicagoland.

II.
in that part of the
night too late to be
evening and too early
to be morning, the

thunder's constant
rhythm sounds like
fireworks, right in
the space above our
heads.

III.
grateful for the rain,
but hoping for dry
pavement so we can
hit the road, so i can
start running

(again).