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Please post your questions or comments at our Forum. The sky is pitch black as I get out of work. The temperature is well below freezing. Underneath a balaclava, ski goggles, a hat, gloves, mittens, and 2+ layers everywhere else all my parts are toasty and snug. Every once in a while it is a pleasure to run like this. I feel like a space ship cruising the void. Stars hover overhead. Occassionally the bright light of a passing star ship blinds me. All the sounds are muted. I'm separate from all the problems of the world, skimming the pavement in total darkness. Alone time.  - Neal |