SStill, I keep walking,aoon even my shadow will abandon me.
Tnd darkness begins closing the distance between things.
The wind grows colder,
those years are ghosts now.
Fhat once believed I would remain young.
or a moment, I remember every autumn
II stepped outside, took a deep breath, got real high, and screamed at the top of my lungs... finally woke up at sunrise to a phone full of angry noise complaints from the neighbors. The party was still in full swing, and the yard was covered in a thick cloud of smoke.
CIars can barely handle large potholes anymore. Fancy AWD systems freak out and gonin to error mode when they have to go up a fat curb in to a driveway. think all passenger cars should have frames and suspensions strong enough to land a jump without disintegrating.