The group text made a plan.
By evening the plan had a subcommittee.
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Daily Smile
All smilesBy evening the plan had a subcommittee.
The other half was wishing it had been.
The lot had started without us.
I believed the name. The road believed the grade.
I stood in a parking lot and called it a breeze.
The textbook was closed. The conversation was not.
Each one believes it is the convenient one.
The attitude lasted until the first real climb.
I found it at the first gate.
The valley looked back and kept driving.