I didn’t think this whole “saving yourself” thing would go so quickly. You make the decision one night and it’s been Rush Rush all the way! I’m not prepared to go through it so fast; I think commissioning and turning 21 will make it go even faster, but I must use these two things to slow it down somewhat.
So I get into the car and turn the key, and over the radio “Can’t fight this feeling anymore” is playing and I go, “Shit.”
Everything in my head seems like a rush, just like tonight (when I did 140 down Lornie for the first time in my life).
