And running in the dark behind Mr. Wookie while he's in all black isn't ideal for not stumbling over curbs, branches, and my own feet.
But then again, being forced onto a treadmill doesn't prevent crying from boredom.
Apparently the sun doesn't know I have a job that requires me into the office as early as 7:00am sometimes. Well, maybe I should send a memo.
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