Sometimes the only time I feel really at ease is when I'm going the speed limit. I used to be all about lead foot. Go, go, go, get here, get there,
get, get, get. Well, gas is damned expensive. So when I absolutely must drive, I drive slow, homie. (Unless I'm really late, ha ha)
Slow down, go around.
Honk. Flash your highs. Call me names. I'll smile, wave. When zen hits you like this, you'd smile, too.
Stress melts, problems sorted.
No, I won't answer your call, I won't text you back.
The radio isn't even on sometimes
Then I park and open the door and the world rushes in, sigh.. Atleast I'll have a sanctuary to come back to.
Hm, finals this week. Should be studying. Summer school, too. Calc will be not so bad, Bio too (have to read read read read), CS might be way whack attack, Physics is down the drain, hope to atleast pass. Stressful stuff.
Time to go for a ride.