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so i got home recently, at least i think.
and as i step out of the car, there is a *crunch* beneath my feet.
it's glass.
the other day i punched through my driver's side window.
perhaps nothing i say can explain why. those of you who already know, already know. but i wonder, will i stop thinking about it when the glass finally recedes into the dirt and ceases to glitter at me on sunny mornings as i descend into that crooked driver's seat to drive slowly to work? will it still haunt me?
wierd that i have never punched through anything else before.
and as i step out of the car, there is a *crunch* beneath my feet.
it's glass.
the other day i punched through my driver's side window.
perhaps nothing i say can explain why. those of you who already know, already know. but i wonder, will i stop thinking about it when the glass finally recedes into the dirt and ceases to glitter at me on sunny mornings as i descend into that crooked driver's seat to drive slowly to work? will it still haunt me?
wierd that i have never punched through anything else before.