A special treat--just time with Ana and me. We rode from our house to the fly.
Me: Ana, how are you feeling?
Ana: I feel great. I feel really good about me. And you.
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Mom, I don't get it. Where does space end? Sometimes I dream of outerspace, and I'm talking to these wierd people, but we're really
in a box, and around us, there is nothing but white.
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I wish the bike path never ended...I could ride on and on forever.
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