Sit back, relax, and drive. drive until all that's left is the Horizon and music in your ears. Keep a small reminder of the things you are leaving behind. All memories, amiable or otherwise, become reduced to a mere fraction the further you drive. Flip on the air and witness the chemistry that occurs between cold sweat and palpable disdain. No time for books that play on words you learned in middle school, this is the Road. This Road doesn't care about your concoctions of verbs and nouns and how "pretty it sounds." This Road doesn't end. Your troubles, however far away, is just a number behind you.
-Kevin Vaughn
And don't stop counting.
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