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Things come at me in clips and phrases and I can't remember much of what's going on in my life. I'm not grasping that this is really me and these are the lessons that I have to learn. This is the life I chose to lead; the road I'm inching and creeping along and I can barely see the handle bars on my bike that I'm riding. I'm just riding real fast, trying to escape from everything; escaping from myself. And I'm free in this moment of clarity and I lean my head back, reach my arms out to either side of the road and narrowly escape scraping my face on the hot summer asphalt. I'm laughing all the way to an unknown destination. Believe I'll find it someday.