the last time I felt this utterly disconnected I was standing in the middle of the Nevada desert pissing in the wind with an oil-soaked rag held up to my nose because it wouldn’t stop bleeding due to the inhuman amounts of Tylenol Cold(TM) I’d been taking in order to stave off one of the absolute worst head-colds in recordable history which just happened to make its presence known the day before I set off on the first road-trip of my young life.
the end.
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