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Last night I mentioned a post that I am compiling, baring deeper parts of my psyche than I have ever admitted to previously. Ever. To anyone. I’ve been wording it in my head for weeks. I think about it while I am doing chores and driving and while I am shopping. I compile whole paragraphs, while I am at work – a casual job that a friend worked hard to get me. My first income in 10 months.

Last night, at work,  I heard this song. It speaks so strongly of the essence that is my mammoth post. It’s not deep – just really relevant.

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They’re driving fast cars, but they don’t know where they’re going
In the fast lane, living life without knowing

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