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There has been scary memories, crazy memories, loving memories...and yah yah, sweet ones too....the last ones come with adulthood, when my sister n i started talking about misha, shiro from back in the ghetto....n how they have this kid n that kid....tick tock tick am i getting rusted..... Think not! I have a 2 page bucket list, God forbid I dont get to number 10, coz am raring to go..... i want to see the world...not see the world the teenager style, where i carry my friends with me....i want to see the world...the me way, where i carry no friends,,,,,but return home with some, the world is at your feet! mama used to say...n you can be anything you wanne be...i just want to be me, live light, offload unhappy things, live like am dying, and experience the true test of freedom, which to me is your ability to pack your life in a ransack back n hit the road, knowing that everything you need is packed in a stash of memories....and some of us will pass through the world, to scared to do that...too comfortable to dare.....we all live..anyways:-)