It just hits you sometimes, it doesnt matter what you are doing....sitting in an elevator, watching people in the grocery store, crying over spilled memories...This is my life. These are the choices i am making, the events that are transpiring that make me, me. I've been watching to long, waiting for the next thing to come. Work...class...
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