The clearest I have ever been is driving with my windows down, with a cigar in my hand, with a coffee in the cup holder, with the warm summer air messing my hair, with the seat just the way I like it, with the traffic moving steadily, with the music blasting away just below where it hurts my ears, with the euphoria of having to be nowhere, of in
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keep em comin.
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