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Energy bristled from my pinky toes all the way up through my cerebellum.
It’s worth considering if the illusion of choice is more important than the freedom itself.
Do the symbols “P0300” keep re-occurring in your nightmares?
Have I ever actually bought a car from Craigslist or Facebook Marketplace?
Maybe sometimes I go hand out cigarettes to the homeless
Some call that ‘dangerous,’ but I call it ‘personality’.
If you’ve killed two birds with like twenty-something stones over the course of about two years, then you are probably kind of an idiot, or maybe even deranged.
After another unexpected round of my favorite game: ‘jump out and push your dead car out of the busy intersection’, my mind went blank.
But then again, the universe wouldn’t be what it is if it wasn’t mysterious.
When it rains, my sunroof leaks drops of water onto my face.
A stretched timing chain makes an engine that only dies at idle seem like a luxury.
The number one question I get asked is, ‘when are you going to get rid of that piece of shit?’