Driving at night to a far-off location without a name, listening to dinosaur jr turned up loud enough to be heard over the whistle of the window cracked for the smoke to escape. Someone is asleep half curled up uncomfortably in the passenger seat and I reach over to touch their leg, glancing in the rear-view mirror. I don't know how many hours, how many days it will take me to get there but I'm not stopping until I make it.
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You can make one paragraph feel like a year, a moment frozen in time, a meledy. I could hear the Djr. Which i freaking love by the way, my first intro to "skate music" hahaha. A determined mission to get your sleepy bear to you. See, there is pure notions that you have determination, drive and follow through with your projects, whatever they may be. I still wanna know what kinda car you drive!
dont stop.
I suppose it doesn't matter; the beauty of the sentiment exists one way or another.
Give Reagan an extra hug for me. She needs a friend like you right now.