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I was on this semi-highway coming back from Catholic's today. And I decided to turn the music up all the way, press my foot to the pedal and close my eyes. I did this for maybe a total of four seconds. I had reached about 80 or 85. And then decided to open my eyes. I saw a tree about 3 feet away from me, and I can almost swear that I tried to speed up. I swerved out of the way and ended up fine, obviously. For that split second I didn't care about anything. About my future. About my past. About the car I had taken without permission. About death. About life. About love. About hate. It was the clearest moment I've had for a long time.