It's overflowing Willow Lake. I couldn't get to my meditation spot.
I slipped and fell in the mud. I'm the mud man. I thought about leaning in and rolling around for a while to really do a good job, but I worried about what people would think in the long walk home.
I had to walk back all muddy, but it's from behind so not really that noticeable to people I pass walking. But at the park I ran into a fellow who is friendly, so I confessed my fall, and he went on and on about how people pay for that in a spa.
My daughter has taken to calling me Mud Man.
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