Driving

“Four more exits to my apartment but/I am tempted to keep the car in drive/And leave it all behind.” – John Mayer, “Why Georgia”

Some days I really do want to just keep driving and disappear.  Today, if I had just kept driving I’d run out of gas in Azalea, OR around 5:30.  If I was willing to refuel, I could get to Medford by 7:00, or better yet, to Redding, CA by 9:00.  I could hit San Francisco around Midnight.  What a lonely, meaningless life.  I hate driving.

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