Nothing Else Matters

Little Trees swinging from the rear-view mirror. Miniature Farmer Joe figurine on the dash and a stuffed puppy named Tony, keeping me company. Metallica is on the radio; my fingers tap in time. The road noise can’t be heard over the melody. 110 to 120 seems to be my sweet spot, it doesn’t matter what road. This is where I love to be: driving. It doesn’t matter the trip or how long. Makes me feel like I’m getting somewhere.

Driving too fast. The music too loud. This is who I am. And I am okay with it.

Nothing else matters…

#100words100days #day4 #nothingelsematters #metallica

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