Before the year ended and the fog came to winter in the LA region last week, I spent time up in the Big Orange Balloon again. This time it was just with my son as my daughter remained back at the Ex preparing her birthday sleep over.
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I've been here before, up 500 feet maybe once a month or so, as I embrace the other part of my life I never blog about.
These weekends may been seen only as fragments, cropped images, and mere hints; These weekends are completely mine.
I've been here before, up 500 feet maybe once a month or so, as I embrace the other part of my life I never blog about.
These weekends may been seen only as fragments, cropped images, and mere hints; These weekends are completely mine.
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