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While I'm Staring Into Space

Nostalgia is kind of like driving alone down a road headed somewhere you’ve been long ago and always wanted to return to. Your anticipation builds and your heart rate rises as you drive. Mile past mile you’re getting closer and closer to that place in your head, until you realize you have driven way too far and far too long.

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