This whole thing might not be for me.
I spend a lot of time wondering what really is for me.
I spend a lot of time staring at my little red passport, wondering, "When do you and I get to go away together?"
I spend a lot of time...period.
It's a currency I can't find in my wallet lately.
Maybe I'm just burnt out.
I have a feeling it might be more.
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