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Sunday, August 2, 2009

Roads to Freedom

3am, strap the kid in the car, and go.
It used to be the only thing that could put me to sleep, and right now it’s the only thing keeping me... something.

Back then, I think it was the lulling of rubber gripping the road, and the eerie glow the trees caught from our ’92 Ford station wagon. My parents exhausted in the front seat, comforted with the idea that three miles down the road my eyes would start to close.

My steering wheel seems to be attached to my 2 ton safety blanket.

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