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Hey, hey moon. I don't even know how to drive. That's so embarrassing, but that just reminds me I need to get to it. I need to get to it. But anyway I used to hear stories about How do they call her? Like the white lady, La Llorona, something like that, that used to be in the highways Anyway Yeah, happy week, that's it
so far so good and that's all I'm gonna say I don't want to invite any of that energy over here you heard me but I'm interested to see you the different responses much love moon goddess
Alright, so I am a real truck driver, well, used to be, like about a year ago, maybe two. But anyway, I think the creepiest thing I've ever experienced is the one time I went all the way up to Montreal, Canada, and the drive up there, it was, it was scary, sacred Indian burial grounds everywhere, cities.
Signs literally went from state speed limit to village limit. It started getting weird. So the atmosphere, it kind of changes when you go up north. It gets a little bit more surreal. You feel like you're in a different field of energy. It just, it's so strange. It's unsettling in a way. Not to mention I was there in the middle of the night.