Progress 676-76
take the key and turn the wheel all the way. foot to the floor, we're taking the long way home. we will hold phones against our ears and softly speak of the past four years. we'll pull the sky down over our eyes and find a nice place to walk the wire. 76: not prepared to take this trip alone with me. 676: best regards, sincerely yours -- i'm heading out. you've done well. these meters tell me what you know. your pitfalls tell it all. like i said, there's no such thing as friends anymore. save it for the long ride home.
