Lately I've been noticing how we spend so much of our lives closed inside of something. We wake up in the mornings, from the house to the car to the office back to the car and home again. If it's not work or home, it's school, a store, behind three inches of bullet proof glass if you're at a bank, a seedy motel, or a prison, and finally a casket.
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and you shouldnt be down, ever. actually i think its my job to make sure you arent... sob.
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You're doing just fine, I just need to get out of L.A. for a while. I can only stand this place for so long.
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