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lupestripe) wrote2011-06-01 08:53 pm
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Confessions Of A Walker
I have taken up walking recently, utilising the light nights to take a brisk constitutional around our local area in an attempt to lose some weight.
Last night was a wondrous experience. Walking across a field, viewing a shimmering pink sunset with the smell of coal fires creating a sense of olfactory masturbation in my nostrils. It was heavenly. These experiences make life worth living.
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I am lucky as it's quite a common smell here. I never tire of it.
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Still, I deeply miss living in my old little stone village near Skipton. Little in life is better than the smell of coal fires on a brisk freezing winters day.
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I have to be honest. The first time I read your title I thought it said "Confessions Of A Wanker."
I really need more sleep. :D
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