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We die to each other daily. What we know of other people is only our memory of the moments during which we knew them. And they have changed since then. To pretend that they and we are the same is a useful and convenient social convention which must sometimes be broken. We must also remember that at every meeting we are meeting a stranger.
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thatscheesy:

Sometimes I like taking the long way home or just going for a drive . One hand on the wheel , laid back , my music playing and just driving . You just start thinking about everything , things going on , and the past . You’re relaxed and it’s like another getaway -away from home , away from friends , away from your busy life . 

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