The sun was intense as I drove across the Hoan Bridge. Gobbledigook turned the engine. I pretended I was a bird and I was floating on air, blinded by the lake surging with electricity. It was beautiful and dangerous. I blanked out. I don’t remember what I was thinking.
I almost slammed into the car in front of me. I hurdled down to earth.
And then I remembered.
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