My precious …

4 years …
uncountable hours of music, at times to rave, at times to space out
uncountable trips to the hills
uncountable hours spent in the A/C in the killing Indian summer
uncountable nights spent out driving to nowhere
uncountable hours of rage spent on the wheels

you’ve been the shelter, you’ve been the getaway
more than often, you’ve been the warm hug that I need when things go wrong
more than often, you’ve been the trust that makes the difference between life and death
you’ve been the perfect companian to two friends
you’ve been …. no less than a friend …
and never once, NEVER EVEN ONCE ! did u give up !
for me you define what Zen is all about …

Zen Zen Zen
Zen

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