optional prompt: driving along
I love to drive.
Yeah, I so went there.
I am a woman, and I love to drive.
I especially love to drive the backroads.
I love to sit behind the wheel, my hands gripping the steering, and push my right foot to the floor until the countryside blurs around me. I love swooping over rolling hills as the cows chew on the grass of the pastures. I love turning my music as loud as I can stand as the world whizzes past.
Highway to Hell? La Grange? Killing in the Name? Prime driving music.
I like that feeling of control.
I don't really get to have that much control over my life anymore. No adult truly has control. After all, I have a husband and a child, and they come first in my life. That is as it should be, but my life often revolves around their schedules in addition to my own. And at work, I have federal guidelines, deadlines to follow, and a boss who calls most of the shots, so not much control there if I want a paycheck.
But out there? Two lanes of black top, curving through farmland and over hills?
It's on.
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