Went driving this night, like I try to every night. Passed homes glowing yellow inside, families watching TV, people moving back and forth. Flashes of each home, each one so like the next, but each filled with individuals, completely unique in all of existence.
God help me, but I want something similar. Responsibility tugs at me because of my age.
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