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I've talked about this before, but oh how I love driving with the windows down on (sort of) crisp nights with some sort of faux-meaningful music playing before meeting up with some friends.
Sitting with these people goofing off is fun, too.
Having a profound conversation afterwards about life's meaning is even better.
Some days I love being me.
Some days I don't.
Some days I just don't give a damn to care.
And today, I'm happy to say that I'm not dead. In mind and in body.
Maybe I'm happy, maybe I'm not.
Who knows.
All I know is the path has not yet come to an abrupt stop. And I'm proud of that.
Sitting with these people goofing off is fun, too.
Having a profound conversation afterwards about life's meaning is even better.
Some days I love being me.
Some days I don't.
Some days I just don't give a damn to care.
And today, I'm happy to say that I'm not dead. In mind and in body.
Maybe I'm happy, maybe I'm not.
Who knows.
All I know is the path has not yet come to an abrupt stop. And I'm proud of that.