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Today i sat in my living room watching the busy traffic go by on west jefferson.
I decided to go outside, and sat on my porch for a while... still watching the traffic...
I pictured myself running into it...
Right at that very moment a cement truck was driving by.
I can only imagine what it would feel like to get hit by that thing.
But at this point, I don't even know if I would be able to feel it at all.
Like it would be a release...
And set me free...
Or it might just be the only thing that would make me feel something.
I need to feel something.
Anything besides what I'm feeling right now.
I decided to go outside, and sat on my porch for a while... still watching the traffic...
I pictured myself running into it...
Right at that very moment a cement truck was driving by.
I can only imagine what it would feel like to get hit by that thing.
But at this point, I don't even know if I would be able to feel it at all.
Like it would be a release...
And set me free...
Or it might just be the only thing that would make me feel something.
I need to feel something.
Anything besides what I'm feeling right now.