Rat Race of Modern Life

The sky burned into ashes, leaving the vista shady and tender for my barren eyes to absorb. I’ve dodged the city. What a catchy place!

Even on the nighttime highway, and in my rearview mirror; someone’s headlights felt unsettling? This whole week, the tiny spurs of reality have been stabbing at my heart.

Then, a brief moment on a rain swept desert was curing all the misery?

Please disqualify me from rat race of modern life.

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