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there's sumthin'
gratifying about knowing that you are the only
one you can count on... that you got to be self sustaining
and constantly gaining knowledge... even if it is at a remarkably slow
pace. when the day is done and it's just you and the birds and the wind
rustling the trees... it's nice to know you've still got yerself...
you've still got a mind. so i try not drink too much and i try not to
talk too much. both just get you into trouble anyway... and i'm not
into drama these days. not into much at all these days to tell the
truth. some of us have to be the engine, some of us the trunk
and
others... the hood ornament. right now i guess i'm a backseat
floormat, hoping to jesus i don't get stepped on too much. i'm just
glad i'm along for the ride and that i somehow managed to include
sumtin' about the merican automobile in this paragraph. proud?
yes sirree.
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