jkpilsworth
The hiss and the crackle, the constant friend, the voice that keeps me going on the long days on the road. All this is my radio, all this is why I need to have my digital radio in the car. Who would have thought that it would come so far, who would have thought from Marconi's small beginnings. But there you have it, it is there and it is a part of my life that is there to stay.
What do you mean I can't scream? I can scream as much as I like. Hysterical is named after a woman's condition after all. I have a biological right to scream. And I will, so get off my case! It was satisfying nonetheless.
The stars brought on a whole new meaning to being a part of something. A big something that was more than just the little world in which I lived. It didn't matter whether I was looking up or part of it, there was just so much more that I could do and could be. It was a galaxy waiting to be investigated.
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