beware the 540 turn lane.

as i was driving home tonight, sitting in the left turn lane to get on the highway, listening to ne-yo, i began to realize that i may be leaving florida in what amounts to not that very long at all.

something in me lurched. i felt it. i was imagining trying to say goodbye to people, trying to encapsulate memories into a scrapbook, or the things that i would want to do before i left, and something splintered in me.

when i try to imagine it, i can’t. it hurts too much.

and i don’t know what to do with that.

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