"Guilty, Guilty, and Guilty
Invincible: What I now admit to thinking when I was as a teenager.
Invincible: What I admit to still be thinking (?) as an adult.
I mean, what ELSE can logically explain how — for some reason — I conceive that there will be no repercussions, each time I text a ‘quick’ response on my iPhone while traveling 75 miles an hour on the beltway?
Don’t you hear the same echo that I do in my head: “C’mon… I just need to look down for one second… one second“?! It’s tempting, isn’t it?"