Today, as I was driving home, I stepped hard on the accelerator and increased the volume of the music that's playing in the background. For that moment, just for that moment, it felt good. Hopefully, the exhaust pipe at the back did not let out much fumes, real bad fumes...
The same route...
The same kinda fumes...
The same kinda scenes...
The same kinda people...
The same kinda attitude...
The same kinda moods...
The same kinda feelings...
What would then really make a difference? None that I can think of at this point of time I guess...
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