I drove fifty thousand miles through winter;
through fog and rising sun.
You were the pit
of insomnia.
I drove into a rising pulse, a tire had burst in my dream,
and you were the burnt rubber
as I hit the ground.
These days,
I try hard not to drive anymore.
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Very cool. Made some great imagery in my head meat.
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Thanks, pal. Head meat. Noodle. Got marinara? We can make head spaghetti!
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missed you!
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Dawww! Missing you in my absence, Melanie. My studies won’t cut me much slack this semester, so I do feel like a stranger in a strange land. Keeping a 4.0 is good incentive to persevere, although I miss everything I used to love doing and just can’t do any longer, which logically makes college the equivalent of major depression…
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College is one of those things that once you get through, you’re glad you did. Good luck with the rest of the semester.
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Thank you, and yes it is. I just wish sometimes that I had finished when I started over 10 years ago.
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Beautiful!
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Simply, thank you. Your feedback is treasured!
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