Another day another struggle, just like Pac said.. I'm sitting at a dinner getting lost in the infinite blackness of my coffee. Today was the day, the day we would leave. A million possibilities raced through my mind as I chewed my complimentary orange slice. What will the lie on the road ahead? Bandits? Gypsies? The inevitable loss of life? Only the road and 3,800 miles of beautiful desolation would decide. Regardless the dice must be rolled, for that is how we choose to live and just as the sun fades and is swallowed by a pink desert sky, it is how one day we will choose to die. That day however, will not be today! #Merica!
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