when it gets busy, in your head and in your purse and on your desktop, you learn a lot about yourself.
who will you ignore? your mom, your ex-boyfriend, your disappointing best-friend?
who will you remember, or more importantly, miss?
and when you're busy, and on the bus in an alien city on unfamiliar routes (and perhaps even on the wrong bus), all that you were used to seem so trivial yet unequivocally a part of you.
you might remember the last time you felt like this ( seven years ago, Newton Brook High School?)
you get the picture. . .
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