Day 9 – Broken Ice Along the Road

broken ice at puddle’s edge

gravel and ice

Nobody ever told you that the road would always be straight and smooth now, did they?

Personally, I think I heard voices yelling “Buckle Up, Kiddo! Grab your shield! You’re in for some kind of a ride!”

When I really think about it, I suppose I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.

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