Highways are highlighted.
Byways are black lit.
We will take the scenic route, constantly.
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I'm too on edge to stay focused, my back hurts, Swedish vodka taunts me, I'm alone and sad here. Feeling depraved. Hungry. Viscous and hungry. Faltering. Guilty of most self doubt. Delusions of ungrandeur.
Needless to say, excited for the trip. It is necessary. I will sap the marrow from life here and there and everywhere. No one will prevent my longing. as=dfkjpskdfj[opasdjf[pkajdsf
