Today is my sister's birthday. We went to Conejo Creek Park and had a picnic dinner. There is a duck pond there and a creek. Most of the ducks were floating lazily around the pond enjoying the quiet of the evening. All except for this guy. He was walking up the creek against the flow of the water. Falling all over the place and getting washed back. I couldn't help but feel like I had met a kindred spirit.
I know exactly what you mean...
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