My twin brother and his best friend Betty are Kettlebell lifters and I’m in a forest preserve, in Betty’s car and they’re busy swinging these Kettlebells that weigh 36 pounds and look like bowling balls with a handle. My first publications were about Kettlebell movements. Shawn and Betty are the strongest people I know. They moved a picnic bench 400 yards so I could sit in the shade. Two minutes later I decided it was too cold outside, hence Betty’s car.
Something weird happened when I went to pay for my apartment on Pine Grove. It’s a long story but the universe might be telling me not to live there. Which makes me really want to live there. I’ll straighten things out in a week but a lot can happen in a week. For example, I saw an apartment across the street from the Linden station when I arrived, three blocks away from the Bahai Temple. My intention when I woke up was to secure the Pine Grove apartment. Hmmm.
Shawn and Betty, in between throwing the Kettlebell between their legs and over their heads, are grilling something that smells garlicy, delicious. Thank goodness somebody can cook.
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