Humidity is felt this very afternoon. Nothing but the reggae music in the car that's talking. Everyone is nostalgic at this 9th day since Pup passed away.
Being the frontliner of the pack now, a lot needs to be checked and taken cared. It's like I'm in the passenger's seat but I'm not really here.
So this is what's real then. Simply loaded with realization that there are numerous things I gotta learn...driving, farming and so much more about surviving. What a big shoes to fill in.
For now, I just have to test the road first. Irregardless of its compatibility of the wheel I am on...it needs to be passed through or we will all be forever lost.
