My point being is that i'm here in what is now my house, but it's really my parents house. Yes, we've bought it and are paying the mortgage and the whole shebang, but you're missing my point. I've been steam cleaning this carpet for the last hour staring at this wack mauve carpet that my mom picked out years ago. See, had I paid more attention 9 years ago when we bought this house, thinking I would actually own it and be living in it at some point in my life, maybe I would have spoken up about what house to get. See, what i'm saying? Not that it would have mattered because who would have believed me when I was 20 when I would have said, "look, i'm going to own this house one day, let's get one i really like" . It's not that I don't like this house, but i'm just being philosophical..
So that brings me to my title. When I was driving my brown car when i was a senior in high school, all I kept thinking was that my happy mind was the one who voted for that car when I was 7 years old. And i ended up being the one who used that car as my primary car. see? Are you following?
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