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The Drive

  I grab my keys, I jump in the car, and I drive. I drive with my windows rolled down, my music blasting, and I reach the end of time.

I drive until my wheels fall off, and my mind is set free, because at this moment there's no place that I'd rather be.

Just me, my tunes, the road, and all of the thoughts that my mind compose. It's been a long week to say the least, and I have built up stress that needs to be released.

I feel like I'm carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders, I feel completely overwhelmed, I feel like I'm a failure, and I feel like I'm damned.

I wish that I could drive on this highway forever, with my arm hanging out of the window enjoying this warm weather, leaving my past in the rearview, focusing only on what's ahead, embracing my future and accepting that my past is dead.

I allow my fears to handcuff my destiny, and I allow my doubts to keep stressing me. My imagination races up towards the heavens, but my confidence quickly shoots it down, the little bit of hope that I was lingering on, is nowhere to be found.

But before I could drive my car off into infinity, a loud voice in my head told me to turn around. I don't know why, but for some strange reason I stopped and listened.

The voice told me," The more I continued to run, the more my peace of mind would be missing." I pondered on the idea of facing my rugged reality, inspired by the voice, I finally decided to recharged my battery.

I turned the car around swiftly, and I placed the gear in drive, I smashed my foot on the gas pedal, and I ran over my pride.

I finally decided to face my fears.