What does Gratitude really mean?

I finally get it.

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As I cruised down state highway 76, clutching tightly to the wheels careful not to overstep on the gas, my heart racing faster than the pace of the car, I could feel the fibres in my gut squeeze up so tight, bile filtering up against my throat, I could taste it on my tongue.

Part of me already knew the answer, but I still needed to hear from the expert. It was…