Traveling the same highway for
thirteen years is no longer a joy even it takes only two hours a trip. And
whether it was a dilemma or a spree, I’ve endured every agony along the way. I
knew it – each ride was only for a moment – and so I traversed necessarily and
painstakingly – right in this roadway.
Yesterday was a different story –
I had to endure the anguish and the fear like million years – I haven’t been so
worried like this my life. Needless to say, I’m so exaggerating it, but no one
can blame me for feeling this way.
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