Sometimes you are the windshield, sometimes you are the bug.
And sometimes you are the guy standing on the curb minding ur own business and get splashed by the asshole driving the car.
I seem to get more and more disconnected from the world. I know what A is talking about . Specially when you relate your personal life to the universe... scattered thoughts through a big dark void, held together by chaotic, unexplainable forces....
sorta like 'The Force' from star wars... .. or duct tape.
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