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There is something you cannot justify, and it is the feeling I get whenever I sit up on a hill, or sit down on a curb and eat taco bell while looking up at two large radio towers with my roommate. Whatever it is, it always reminds me of something: a feeling I can't explain, which I am apt to think does not exist at all. Whenever I wake up and look at the way the sunlight fades through the blinds and settles in a warm glow on the tiles of the bathroom floor, I remind myself that there is something I must do today. Is it someone I must call? Somewhere I must go? As long as I am alive I need to go somewhere. Each day brings me a new quest.