Come Home From The Country
There is nothing quite like walking up in the country fresh air. It does your soul good, all the white noise of the city left behind, it is just birds and frog’s song.
I drove home with a sore neck and shoulder. I was continually stretching to find some relief all the way down the highway.
I drove home with a sore neck and shoulder. I was continually stretching to find some relief all the way down the highway.
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