from any way you look at it, it is one of those undeniable-certain things:
at times, it is the warmth, at time a friend's laughter on a sunday afternoon or just the possibility of sitting behind the wheel and riding to where ocean meets land -barely- and watch the sun go down... mostly, I believe, all of it is surrounded by the beauty of uncertainty and the freedom that came with it.
now, there's a weight. Bound to some things I can reckon: a coming of age, a coming of time and the gasps of financial needles... but mostly, the fear of loss... of that freedom to take a turn and walk in a completely... unknown... direction. Magic
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