It's just another step into some direction that seems too foggy to even look down. You hope to God nothing is lurking in the fog that your car may suddenly hit, but there are no brakes because life speeds along too fast and there are never brakes in life. You hope to God you didn't miss any signs saying "Turn here" or "Three miles until..." You hope to God that even if you are going the wrong way that there is still a chance of survival there. But where the hell are the safety bags and the seat belt, because you know you're going to crash one day (We all do) and you don't know if it'll be fatal or minor injuries, with no in-between. We're growing up way too fast... and one day we'll crash at the end of the road. I just hope your road is longer than mine.
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