somewhere along the way i mailed myself a cd. from indiana to california. who knows really how it happened. but, its a burnt copy of what i thought was a leatherface album titled "jesse" i just drove 1000 miles in 4 days for work and i listened to nothing else. repeat forever and it only got better as each passing mile became the past. 2 hour drives that turned into 4, 108 degrees in the desert, donuts for dinner because nothing else is open after 11pm in paso robles, 2 way traffic on 1 lane roads, etc etc.
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