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There's too much to say and not enough to
type...
I'm grasping for my youth in an ever aging world.
I strive to get out more, to experience more, to
see more I want to excite my senses one at a time
and all together. I want to live.
So far I feel the most free when I can roll down
my windows on a nice starry night and blare my
music, singing loudly. I love that type of music
that needs air.
If you'd like to join my escapade for life, I
would love nothing more.
"He smiled
understandingly- much more than understandingly.
It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of
eternal reassurance in it, that you may come
across four or five times in life. It faced- or
seemed to face- the whole external world for an
instant, and then concentrated on you with an
irresistible prejudice in your favor. It
understood, believed in you as you would like to
believe in yourself, and assured you that it had
precisely the impression of you that, at your
best, you hoped to convey."
-F. Scott Fiztgerald
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