No gym today, but that’s OK. Why? I’ll attempt to convey: I flew away, but not far away, on Qatar Airways, I headed to Kuwait. I saw my baby; yay! Its doesn’t matter how much I weigh; one day, somehow, someway, I’ll build my own pathway. For now, it’s a good Saturday. It’s a good day. All this wordplay is just an attempt to make everything rhyme with today. Cliche? Or too much overplay?
Two weeks and I’m still going.
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