Torn to Tears in the Center Lane

Essays
Written By Nathan Box
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It wasn't your song on the radio. 

I don't even know if you like the band. 

Every lyric reminded me of you, though. 

Filled with guilt and regret, I drove on. 

Holding firm to the wheel, I was torn to tears. 

My car doing 60 in the center lane. 

 

"Drugs or Me" screamed of you. 

I wish there hadn't been a choice. 

Your side should have been at the forefront. 

Ultimatums usually do no earthly good. 

It was a hard lesson to learn. 

Today's lesson came in the form of a song. 

 

The interstate feels like hell today. 

I fear the track to be played next. 

Mixes can be a dangerous thing. 

 

Be good to each other, 

-Nathan

 

Nathan Box
Hello! My name is Nathan. I've always believed I would meet that special someone in one of two places; either a record store or a book store. Maybe I need to amend? I moved to Seattle in February of 2011 from Oklahoma City (Try and not hold the Sonics/Thunder thing against me). I knew I wanted to work for a nonprofit and go to grad school. Within a couple of months, I was doing both. During the day, I work as a Fund Developer and Community Relations Manager for a nonprofit in Kent and at night I try to stay as busy as possible volunteering, trying new restaurants, finding hidden bars and exploring Seattle. The past few years has been both terrifying and exhilarating. I have done things on my own I didn’t think were within my capability. I love being outdoors. On any given weekend, I can be found hiking, on a road trip, volunteering, at a museum, seeing a movie (I see a lot of them). I am passionate about nonprofit work. I feel called to leave a mark on this world. Nothing against those who enjoy making tons of money, I just need to know I am making a difference.
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