You know that feeling when you exit off a random off ramp from a highway in another state and you have no idea where the hell you are? But you go into the gas station and the attendant smells of Cheetos and a cig and you grab some Welch's fruit snacks and know everything is going to be okay? Yeah, same.
carry on, carry strong, keep survivin’ keepin’ on. oh here go, another stand you know. what a rush, what a ride - either way i fall between the lines.