I start my drive this morning and Nancy Sinatra is telling me that My lover has shot me down, Bang Bang.
The drive and music fades in and out.
My thoughts sit next to me in the car yelling at me, screaming in the uncontrolled way it all used to be.
All I can think, through the screaming, through the speeding, through the muffled sad music, though the blazing sun and air conditioning- is how great

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