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Jul 2020
missing those late nights,
driving around the city.

missing being in the middle of a traffic jam while raining, the way those raindrops create subtle noise above the car's roof which brings comfort along with the radio.

missing the feeling of sleeping inside the car, but disappointment wakes you up when you feel a familiar turn, knowing you're already home.

missing everything that is associated with adventure, because being in a stagnant shelter will never be the same.
wrote this bc i can't bring myself to sleep yet
mica
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