Occasionally I have experiences that cause me to reevaluate who I am and what I stand for and care about. Yesterday I came across this orange Ford150 truck in my neighborhood and it spoke to my soul. Like, I wanted it. Auto theft isn't on my life list so I didn't steal it, but I felt like it should be mine all the same. I settled for taking a picture of it, for aspirational vision board purposes.
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