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The date is Wednesday, May 19, 2010, and it is 8:32 in the morning.
We become creatures of habit and comfort, and our comforts become our habits, and our habits tell us our comforts are reason to stop any sort of forward momentum at all. And you don’t know how to breathe easy when you let...
Well you know your mind races on the open road as the time ticks by;
said, “You know I’ve got a girl back home, and I can picture her livin’ her life.”
It’s the simple things you think about on these late night drives…
This is a story, kind of. It’s a...