I am chilling in my car, windows down, music up. This is where it all happens. Everything comes to life and out in the open. All my thoughts transform into action. I stay in a deep and thoughtful trance. I might as well be floating or skating, for the ride I take is effortless, yet so much thought is used, not on the actual drive, but other things, like what to wear the next day, why this girl is ignoring me and why my cousins are so amusing. You know, the important things. The things that matter the most.
This ride, whether long or short, creates a specific time for me. Even when I have someone else with me, I can think about what they say or just dream my own dreams. I can look at everything, and I see my own special touches in the car; my graduation, my textbooks on the floor, quarters I use for parking, the people in the next car look over, and the red lights of the car in front of me.
Everything has its own place, and its own reason for being in my sanctuary. I look to those things for inspiration and even for a pinch of reality. I can recall riding down the highway, going a little faster than I should. I didn't really know where I was going, but at the time I was extremely stressed out. I decided to drive, drive and see the sights, drive and understand things, but most of all, just drive. During that ride my life flashed before me and gave me so much insight on what I needed to accomplish.
It was at that moment that riding in my Saturn was the best thing for me. This place is the ultimate haven for my thoughts, pressures and attitudes. Who would have thought it was just my car. Me and my cousins, just riding in my 2006 charcoal gray Saturn ION.
2007-02-27
10:26:40
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