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I don't know about yall, but I miss all that construction. I used to love to drive down MCR and complain about how not hard they were working. If I ever actually saw somebody working, I would stop the car and take a picture because every time I told somebody they didn't believe me. I miss complaining about the road closures and how long it was taking. I feel like part of my life has been lost. My life feels like it has no purpose now. I don't know what to do. I miss the big work lights that they put up at night and closing the lanes. As I sat in the backed-up traffic I felt as if I was in a fraternity with my traffic mates. We all had a connection to the ordeal we were going through. Now, sadly, this is all gone. I don't think I can continue on like this. Life just doesn't have any meaning now.
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