Have you ever looked in the rearview mirror and wondered what you were missing when you left it all behind?
Did you ever wonder if you were trying to push the pull, or walk out the in? Did you ever turn to every station in your car searching for the crackle just so you could hear the sound of your broken mind trying to mend itself? Did you ever cry about a character in a book or a movie, and find in real life you're numb and the tears don't come? That the only place left is fantasy, where anything can happen, where peope forgive and forget and have control over what happens to them?
Did you ever find that when you want to be found, you're lost?
Or when you've been found, and now its too late?
Did you ever wonder what it would be like if it were too late?