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Oftentimes I wake confused in a rut, hurt, bruised sick of stagnant living Day in day out clock in clock out selling all of my time to a slow ticking clock until it eventually defines me These days have the same story and they all just "go" Sure the weather changes what a great conversation starter But don't you want to change with the day and be gone the next? I think more hearts belong on the road than we let ourselves realize I know mine does
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May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 9:36 AM UTC
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Oftentimes I wake confused in a rut, hurt, bruised sick of stagnant living Day in day out clock in clock out selling all of my time to a slow ticking clock until it eventually defines me These days have the same story and they all just "go" Sure the weather changes what a great conversation starter But don't you want to change with the day and be gone the next? I think more hearts belong on the road than we let ourselves realize I know mine does
Missing the road. Tours are fun.
spencer-thomas
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May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 9:36 AM UTC
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