potholes
i used to come through and avoid that one; others not so bad, some nearly as much- you can only bottom out so many times before you remember how you were rattled. but then they came through and patched 'em up, and all that's left are the scars in the road, the patched-up potholes, tho much easier to handle.
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Our current perspective, in this very moment, is altered by everything we've ever experienced up til now, what happened years ago and what happened moments ago, and the accompanying thoughts. We are forever changing.
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