Hurtling down the road eyelids peeled back hair tearing from our scalps we launch ourselves into the unknown.
It's comforting to know nothing and have no way of making comparison.
But it makes the chasm so hungry sending out tendrils seeking anything in the infinite to fill it's incessant hunger.
I have hope and that is just as good as uncertainty.
It all looks good from here I just have to avoid looking down.
NG.
Never look down. That's what I do...
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