i hate cars. i hate that they boxing us in. from the boxes we live in to the boxes we drive in to the boxes we work and shop and exist. we forget about the ground beneath our feet. we forget to look the sun and remember how sweet this life is. i love to walk and i hate the way people in cars look at me like some financial or mental problems are why i'd walk. like the idea that i would choose to walk. choose to be actively apart of the background.
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