You thought that you would die. That the pain would eat you up, your heart would cease beating and your lungs would cave in. You would never fully understand why you made those decisions but the ripple effect of its consequence has been written on that dashboard. Still on the outside looking into an ongoing experiment, tempted to fiddle with the instruments yet holding back to write the results.

These rides while listening to old records made me reflective, what a fool. Right back where we started. All that in search of this very same quietness. What a chase, was it a waste?

Where to next...

Full moon sways.