This feels good. It’s not real, but it’s a pretty imagery and something I wouldn’t mind really living. As I sit in a diner in this all to familiar town I’m ironically listening to the train pass by on the tracks out back. I could get used to this. My cup of coffee, the interesting characters, the solitude of no one knowing a thing about me, what kind of adventure I’m currently on, or any piece of my story. I can't wait until this is a reality.
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