It fells good

It feels good to be running again.
It feels good to be back in Dallas.
It feels good to own a home again.
It feels good to go out to dinner with my old bookclub again.
It feels good to spend the day with my family.
It feels good to house sit for my brother.
It feels good to throw the frisbee with Rocket.
It feels good to make someone I don’t know laugh.
It feels good holding hands with my husband.
It fells good swing him smile.
It feels good running fast.
It feels good to clear my mind and stare.
It feels good knowing I have good friends I left behind, but have not forgotten.
It feels good.

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