Right now. This very moment, all I want to do is take my car keys and go.
Just go somewhere, shut the voices in my head. To be on constant speed where all I need to focus is the drive.
That’s how I’m feeling right this very second.
Just when I think emotions can be all-consuming, I find a way to release it before coming terms with whatever I have to face with.
Today, I realised I have a couple of things to work on. Like humans, we’re always a work in progress.
I’m a work in progress.
Maybe, just maybe He made me love driving so much is because deep down – if there’s anything I could grab a hold of, it’s the keys. The one that keeps me still and grounded.
Without it, I would be shattered into pieces.
Driving to me is not just getting from A to B. It’s a therapy to my haywire mind. The machine that untangles.
My mode to travel through space. In bad times and good.
Driving is my sanctuary.
I don’t have to go far. All I need is me and my car. That’s what travel means to me. With good music, whether it’s early morning or late night.
It makes me feel a lot more sane and closer to Him.
As ridiculous as that may sound, that’s how it is and I haven’t done this in a while.
Perhaps I should be doing that. Just go. Go wherever it wants to take me. That sidekick of mine.
With Bonnie Bailey’s Safe in mind, all that matters is going for a drive. Feeling safe.
That and I have to finally come to terms with certain things that I’ve been grieving for years. I hope today, I’ll be able to put a stop to it. Overcome it without feeling like I could’ve done something but nothing more I could do.
Ok before I rant anymore nonsense. Who’s up for a drive?