Last night I simultaneously added and checked off "skinny dip in Lake Washington" to my list of things to do before I die. It was
"cold dark deep and absolutely clear," and very wonderful. I also went on a jog with a friend's dog that was great until the dog collapsed from overheating (but then she went in the lake and was fine), helped other friends move into a really great house, and made mango lassi "ice cream."
Now I must must must do laundry and clean up around here. Why does everything feel weird right now?
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