everything was doing great. i was having probably the greatest joy ride in my life. then suddenly the damn driver (who i believe is still me) slammed on the breaks and now i'm picking up the pieces of myself and the car.
letting go. holding on. growing up. growing old.
just be thankful. and learn.
i'm a bomb about to implode. ride the car once again ... hay maybe this time, i'll walk.
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