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I like that, connected by light. The dark passenger’s been fighting against it, trying to keep me all to himself. But it’s my turn now. To get what I want. To embrace my family. And maybe one day not so long from now, I’ll be rid of the dark passenger. It all begins with a getaway, time away from the old me. It’s okay. Life doesn’t have to be perfect, it just has to be lived.