Dec 31,
This morning, when Zoey and I went out for our walk, it was freezing cold. There were even small chunks of ice all over the grass. My phone said it was 30 degrees, but it felt like 22. Zoey has a built-in coat though, I was dressed properly, and we kept moving. So it didn’t feel too bad and it was a good way to start the last day of the year. After all, walking is one of the things that has kept us sane all these months.
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