Nothing says summer to me like the smell of grease out behind YT (Yours Truly, for the uninitiated) on a warm night. I still remember every terrible night cleaning dishes, jumping down the trash, smelling icky, then going home late with Mike and saying up late playing Virtua Fighter 2 and doing irresponsible things. Ahhhhh... While I don't wish for my childhood back, really, I do wish for the better clarity of vision I had. Now, everything is clouds and shades of gray. Law school made it worse. Then, life held opportunity; today, life holds fear. Im suffering from some serious mortality issues right now.... I let my life get derailed so easily..... bumps in the road are like pot holes to some, but craters to me. i need something.
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