On my way home today I filled the car with the gas that I will use to go get him at the airport. Then at the grocery store I bought the milk he will drink later this week. Wearing my favorite boots with real wood heels, I've been stomping around all day like I own this place. Although you wouldn't have heard me coming, I never made a sound. It looks like I'm walking, but I'm three feet off the ground.
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