read what i write, see what i shoot, while on the way to my last breath
22 June 2007
Letting Go
I feel no speed. I feel a drag. I can smell something burning. I can see the red light is still on. For the umpteenth time, I've forgot to release the hand brake.
Reminder to self: be mindful, and constantly alert. forgeting to let go can be a drag.
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